I'm so pure,
I've never thought
But today I understood
That I might be hyaline, soft
Like this freshly fallen snow.
Yes, it is a wee bit cold
Not so much but then so warm
Can be melted in the arms
Giving freshness and its charms.
I'm so weak, so calm and strong
Like this light and pure snow.
Don't allow this mind forget
That you're not just a man,
And you are an endless soul
That is Christmas pure snow.
5.12.2016
Snow
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