Bliss in a falling object
Joy in tiny flakes
Glee coming as cold kisses
Happiness drifts downward
Excitement from grey sky
Love of winter's chill
Gladness in white, wet drops
Tiny, Wet, White, Cold
Flakes
Of
Snow

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The gleam of an heroic Act
Such strange illumination
The Possible’s slow fuse is lit
By the Imagination.