Snowflakes

WBS 8/1/1997

Snowflakes fall like the tears from my eyes
the whiteness hides the wetness from the tears of cry
the snow falls in a noisy silence
too loud for my ears truly hears
these flakes fall into piles
building on top of all my fears
the cold weeping air send a quivering chill
but then love comes in with the sun
to melt all the snow at will.

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