Hope

What if snow is friends with flowers?, 
Dancing in spring gentle shower? 
Bright petals are resting on the soft ground,
The snowdrifts are hugging them caring around.

Where did the petals come here from
Into the warm embrace of cold?
Maybe they are friends of white soft clouds,
So beautiful, but full of doubts…

A small, modest, pure-hearted snowdrop
— Gives a warm heart a bright, clean hope.
Hope that whole world will smile for you
Like snow to the petals, believe it is true.


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