Written for the Bard's Hall Contest January 2021
You bring beauty in the bleak winter,
shining like glimmering pieces of silver.
You choose not to be brooding and bitter,
but show up knowing your purpose is bigger.
Wish I could be like you, little snowflake,
knowing that one day from this weary dream, I will awake.
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Written for picture prompt at "The Bard's Hall Contest"