Tiny fragile snowflakes like to fly,
Dancing on their way down from the sky.
They dream of land wonderful and white
Full of magic and children's laughter bright.
They each have a tiny soul
As well as a very simple goal
To be soft and perfect each in itself,
To make a duvet for an elf.
To make you wonder and smile
Over their perfection fragile.
Nothing's eternal and when it's time to swap
It finally melts, becoming a water drop.
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