A bit of a poem inspired by a snowflake.
|One sparkling snowflake sings, "Catch me if you can." Soon she's swirling swiftly past my mittened hand. I hear her giggle, it sounds like tinkling ice. As she skips I slip, stumble, not once, but twice. "Do not give up. Let's play. Isn't this such fun?" In reply, I tried to catch her with my tongue. "Oh ho, nice try. You haven't caught me just yet." Then that silver spark spun a quick pirouette. I chased that snowflake 'round and 'round the white trees. 'Til I was dizzy and fell upon my knees. Softly, slowly, my frozen friend floated down. She kissed my cheek with a wee whisper of sound. "Come on, join me. Let's tumble in the fresh snow. Have you made a snow angel? Give it a go." That's the last I saw of my skipping snow swirl. She must have twirled off to meet another girl.|