Snowflakes Of The Storm

Cold and airy we slowly form
One, two, three or more and now a storm

The wind whips through the air
Upward, downward without a care

Whirling, twirling as if confused
The delicate design is now abused

But with the strength of mighty steel
Crystal angles tightly spin in the reel

All around the air is blurred
Now the force be not deterred

Spiraling downward we do go
Into a storm we build and grow

The flakes of snow all around
Slowly flow to the ground

A forceful blizzard we may be
But wondrous too you must agree


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