A blanket has awoken*
Dark came the night, stillness you can feel
Frozen for the moment, warmth the chill steals
All is saying something, in silence is the word
Breeze so nice and gentle, a wisp is only heard
But it is time for the heavens to open and come awake
To create tiny dancers floating, beautiful snowflakes
Dom*Colucci 2013
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