Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow

I thought I’d be ok


I thought I’d be strong,

I thought I’d hold on, long enough.

Resist the pull, of gravity, of force, if its natural, then what am I to do.

And I feel myself falling, slowly swiftly, drifting towards some undefined destination.

The strength of the wind, the weakness of the cloud, sends me falling,

From side to side.

A pretty snowflake, fragile and unique,

To melt in a puddle or settle on the solid earth.

Falling quickly, softly, gently, here and there



Towards you.