Snowflakes
The snowflakes are falling to the tip of the nose
As it tinkles fancy to shivers in body
Crossing entirety to the darkest shady
Thinking of gentleness as the ink to the prose
The ease in the making of this darling parchment
As a sign of new strength in the logging moments
Caressing the right words for the swinging movements
The pen sways steadily in the direct current
The snowflakes melt away to a shrunken knowledge
Yet the paper survives to describe this beauty
For the coolness in air in this vivid bounty
Imagery that describes a study in college
As the frosting of space in glorious event
To tease the others mind of wonderful content