Friday, January 10, 2025

Snowflake


Snowflake
by Lord R.e. Taylor

A child’s life is special
Rushing outside on a winter day
Waiting with their tongue out
Hoping for that one, special snowflake
With the perfect shape and the perfect taste
That will make the child’s day perfect

© Poem - VIII/I/MMXXV
LRET


 

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