Wednesday, January 12, 2011

PPQ: Snowflakes

©Mariah Smile

Beautiful sight
Before my eyes,
Glitter is falling
From the skies.

If I breathe
Some will die,
Making them extinct,
Each, one of a kind.

They won’t get the chance
To reach the ground,
They are so pure and innocent,
Not making a sound.

Between my lips
Hot air is exhaled,
A cloud is formed,
Their mission has failed.