“once a snowflake fell
on my brow and i loved
it so much and i kissed
it and it was happy and called its cousins
and brothers and a web
of snow engulfed me then
i reached to love them all
and i squeezed them and they became
a spring rain and i stood perfectly
still and was a flower”
This is beautiful!
Helen Braid recently posted…The Road End
That was nothing short of stunning – beautiful words and beautiful flower. Thank you so much for joining in #oneweek – it’s been great. XXX
older mum in a muddle recently posted…#One Week – Winter ’13 – Cold End