Snowflakes dancing,
Across the midnight sky,
Pure white acrobats,
Spinning and twirling by.
Laying down to rest,
On the crisp and dewy grass,
Sparkling quilt of white,
Now, falling thick and fast.
Something of a miracle,
The wind whistling its song,
The snowflakes telling stories,
Of Winters been and gone.
The snowflakes, like fallen stars,
Drifting in the breeze,
Their fragile, delicate bodies,
Riding the winds with ease.
Winter at its finest,
Beauty hidden in the night.
Unseen by human eyes,
Until the morning light.
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Slow down, you go too fast. You've got to make the moment last. I live in Scotland and I love books, writing, noodles, swimming and music. I've just turned 12 and I've suddenly realised that I've only got about 6 more years left at home. Time flies. So treasure each moment - don't let any opportunities pass you by. #projecthumanity
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