The air is crisp,the sky is calm,
i catch a snow flake on my palm,
it glides with the winter breeze and floats towards earth,
formed from a rain drop, frozen at birth,
so beautiful to touch, so beautiful to see,
why doesint it always snow on me,
it comes from the skys and rests on the ground,
it came along way without a sound,
while all the other cute snowflakes sleep in the sky,
ill keep this one in my heart and it will never die,
