Image via WikipediaSnowflakes land on my eyelashes,
And I am dazzled by color splashes.
Sparks of light dash upon the flakes,
Creating white calm winter lakes.
The torrent of light suffuses my eye,
Making me wish I had tears to cry.
They would only turn to ice this day,
But cannot carry my sadness away.
I walk in the gentle fall of snow,
Knowing not where I want to go.
The snow falls to chastize my sadness,
And I frown, content in my madness.
And I am dazzled by color splashes.
Sparks of light dash upon the flakes,
Creating white calm winter lakes.
The torrent of light suffuses my eye,
Making me wish I had tears to cry.
They would only turn to ice this day,
But cannot carry my sadness away.
I walk in the gentle fall of snow,
Knowing not where I want to go.
The snow falls to chastize my sadness,
And I frown, content in my madness.
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