The snow falls quietly,
a thousand small promises,
each one different,
but all landing in the same place.
They rest on our noses,
soft as the moments we’ve shared,
melting away before they can be held.

There is something in the air tonight—
not the cold,
but a warmth that hides beneath the chill,
like the space between breaths,
where words are not needed
but understood.

You are the stillness of the evening,
the way the world quiets itself,
not because it must,
but because it knows.
I watch the snow settle around us,
each flake a kiss on the skin,
a touch that stays only long enough
to remind us
how fragile and perfect this is.

The light from the windows spills out,
but it’s not the glow of Christmas
that warms the space.
It’s the quiet love we’ve carved here—
not in gifts or decorations,
but in the way we exist,
like snowflakes in the dark,
falling,
slowly drifting,
landing softly in the snow.

I'm falling,
So catch me.
Like snowflakes on a winter morning,
Floating around so free.

Hold me close,
But don't make me melt.
Don't let me dissapear,
And let me feel what i've always felt.

Dissapearing,
Water dripping.
Cold into heat,
My soul slowly ripping.

I want to be freezed,
And held,
At the same time.
Always close,
Yet never mine.

Now gone,
Water on the ground.
Now lost and invisible,
For no one to be found.

So don't catch me,
Let me float.
Free and beautiful,
Like is always showed,

Before i was held.
Because i was pretty once,
But only before they made me melt.

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For a second,
suspended by the beam
of a street lamp,
a snowflake
sputters to the ground.

Snowbird in the snow
Two unique creations

Part 1

White  owl white and pure
Sits and watches .....
falling snow. Quietly.
Snowflakes created uniquely
White, light and heavenly.
Falling down in winter frequently
It was then.....
Snowowl was born silently

Beautifully unique,
don’t know what to say.....
Both Precious creations
Natures art all the way

Part2

Spread your wings
white bird and fly
high into the night and thrive
fly up while snowflakes are  falling down , falling down, falling down!
sky’s own created diamonds .

Majestic bird of wonder
Created so divine
Wings like from  an angel
White as snow so fine

Part 3

When you look up into
night
and  watch skies  falling diamonds.
While Snowowl  flying winter high
You’ll see a precious painting,
on this  blue canvas called the sky
And God our holy painter .

Shell
🐚✨