Sunday Night Poetry (Week 34)


She dances in the snow

Unaware of the events

That will come in the future.

She breaks off a crystallized water cone

Knowing it will soon melt away

Like the memories of her past.

She shakes clumps from the evergreen branches

The green needles reminding her

That nothing lasts forever.

She catches a snowflake

Realizing that, like them,

No situation ever plays the same way.

But there is one thing she cannot foresee,

And that is what she uses

To face the challenges ahead.


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