The first snowflake falls soundlessly down.
On my cheek it lands and melts away
But not before I can catch its twinkling smile
It’s like a raindrop
Only colder and steadier
But equally as eternal

I look up and see more falling
Slowly and gracefully
And so fragile-
the wind whirls them around
With its harsh wintry breath

And it looks as if they’re dancing
Rejoicing in their last dance
Before they touch the ground and melt away
They twirl and twinkle in the sun
Smiling at me
And asking me to join them
In their delicate waltz
And listen to their mellifluous song
And feel the joy of life
Flowing through my veins
As gracefully beautiful
As the snowflake dance.