Nothing in the world can resemble falling snow,
It’s one of nature’s beauties a lot of people don’t know,
Like changes in season the cold is as slow,
For no real reason the rain starts to flow,
With drops and trickles they fall on your feet,
The feeling of feeling is fun and unique,
Like rain that’s before it comes and it shows,
There comes a time where we all start to grow,
And those changes yet small are important to know,
Since there’s nothing like watching the fall of the snow
I like how you restated the first line at the conclusion of the poem, and I love the way you described the beauty of snow/winter.
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