Tuesday, July 22, 2014


The first flake falls down,
Shiny, clear
and pretty
She stretches her arm forward, reaching the flake..
Soft, cold,
She giggles
More to come! She says,
Happily, she stares at the sky..
Full of hopes n glitters in her eyes..
1,2, other flakes fall down,
She open both of her hands
Hoping to catch as much flakes as she can
It is cold
She trembles
And giggles at the same time
She is alone..
In the coldness
But she is happier than ever
She enjoys screaming and giggling to her own amusement
Which others won't understand
So here she is
Isolating herself from others
Just to give herself some space
To breath and enjoy the tiny bits of life

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