Love Is Snow


Love is snow.
When the first time snow starts falling it's beautiful to look at.
Watching the snow fall gives you butterfly's.
Love is snow.
It can be as cold and brutal snow storm.
Picking up speed, the cold gusty wind cutting through you.
Making you sick to your stomach, and giving you a headache.
Love is snow.
It's a crisp white blanket wrapping you inside.
It shimmers when light touches the blanket.
Love is snow.
The first snowflake you hold, you see every little detail.
The longer you hold it soon fades away inside your hands.
Love is snow.
Somedays just showing up unexpected.
It's not every time you can determine when snow will show up.
Love is snow.
Snow comes and goes whenever it pleases.
Sometimes showing up with a surprise.
Love is snow.
The surprise may not always be what you expected.
It could be a gift of kindness, even a gift of demise.
Love is snow.
Giving you a day to just relax and enjoy.
Staying inside, away from the cold, cozy and snug.
Love is snow.
It may be beautiful, it may be pretty, but it isn't forgiving.

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