in soft white pads the snowflakes fall,
They build, they drift, they cover all,
So unaware that they caress
The little grave my warm tears bless.
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devastating lines...the loss so deeply projected. yes those of us who have felt the loss of close ones can fully appreciate the torment blessed be sat