Tuesday 6 April 2021

Snowflake

A few feathery 
Flakes of snow
Floated down
In front of
April.
The blossoms, bristling,
Furled each flower - 
They would not have
A loose petal 
Fall
And be mistaken
For a 
Snowflake.


Copyright LJ 2021.

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