Like tiny cold raindrops, falling from the heavens,
Cleaning the world ever so gently.
Like teeny universes, boasting marvelous designs,
Astonishing the intellect of man.
Like mini crystals, lighting up winter's sky, Glistening bright wherever they land.
Like teensy, slow moving comets, Cascading harmlessly to the ground.
Look, they’re arriving now!
I must hurry and enjoy them while I can.
Written by Loyd Taylor, January, 2010
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