First Love

the snow fall is beautiful

a white christmas dream

it looks cold a barren

but it’s warmer than it seems

 

the flakes flutter down

and land on my nose

i have to enjoy it

before it all goes

 

some say it’s a nuisance

it covers their cars

but i see it glistening

just like the stars

 

i don’t want it to go

the sun comes out beaming

it’s rays are aggressive

the tears start streaming

 

i clutch armfuls to me

i don’t want it to go

i want to protect it

my dear, precious snow

 

the sun shine won’t stop

i fall to the ground

it’s fast disappearing

my heart starts to pound

 

i forgot life without it

i’m scared of the heat

i’m not ready for summer

i fear what i’ll meet

This poem is about: 
Me

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