Fleeting Snowflake Memories

Yay! Got 100% on this English poem! [Though not how I usually write]

The world is still.
Close your eyes and breath in the smell of
childhood memories; snow.

My squinting eyes meet the sun's harsh glow,
Of the freshly fallen, powdery snow.

Whoosh!  The playful wind whips at my nose,
As numbness spreads from my fingers to my toes.

Lacy little flakes, fall all around.
No two of the same can be found.

With an outstretched tongue, the battle initiates.
Mr. Snowflake will loose, a wet fate he awaits.

Swiftly now, the flakes are falling;
Like mother's, to their children calling.

With unending laughter, kid's continue to play.
Asking, "Say! Can we stay later today?"

Mother Nature sends but one Virgin snowfall a year.
A purity reminisced about throughout our lives.
I remember it well, winter's captivating spell.
 

Author's Note

Ah, I love winter! Can't ya tell?

Reviews

[Aldora Sparrow]

Yay! First reviewer! -cough- Anyway!
Not a fan of winter myself. I like the snow and ll, but I don't like it when it's just cold and not a single "Virgin" snowflake. XD Nice touch. Love the description. Just one awkward line "No two of the same" Know what you're getting at, but just slightly hard to understand (had to stop and read it slowly). Just tweak it a little and it'll be as pretty as the snowflake! Keep it up!

[smiggle wiggle]

i like this a lot! :) I really understood how much you love winter, you conveyed it greatly. Good job and keep writing!

[Susan14]

this is really amazing, and i felt as if i was actually there experienceing it for my self, keep up the great work,i can't wait to read more of your stuff