Snow always gave me hope.
As it would fall and fall
It would remove the rope,
Stringed between me and all.
It showed me how footprints
Left their mark after dark.
Thrown around like lil hints
All around our still park
As the fragile snowflakes,
Like me, fell to their doom.
The rose’s right it takes.
Its holy right, to bloom.
Feb 26, 2018
Feb 26, 2018 at 11:36 AM UTC
Snow always gave me hope.
As it would fall and fall
It would remove the rope,
Stringed between me and all.
It showed me how footprints
Left their mark after dark.
Thrown around like lil hints
All around our still park
As the fragile snowflakes,
Like me, fell to their doom.
The rose’s right it takes.
Its holy right, to bloom.
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