a REALLY old one I wrote.


Dancing Snowflake

Tickling
my nose
and
touching my face,
freezing
my toes,
not
leaving
a trace.
Into
the wind,
it
goes whirling.
Into
the wind
it
goes twirling,
dancing
into,
the sky
passing by.
And...
if you are
sly,
you
could try...
to
catch one
someday
before
it floats
away.
I don't know
what it would take...
to catch
a
dancing
snowflake.




Poetry by Catherine Stout
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Written on 2006-06-05 at 01:06

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Catherine this is abeautiful poem young lady i have read a few of yours and you have a talent so good well done your talent is awesome rgds mike
2006-06-05