FLAKE
The rain for pain.
The sun for fun
And falling snow
Slows everyone.
The fluffs of white
Float to the ground.
We look, we feel
But there's no sound.
It falls from Heaven,
So it's blessed twice,
Like rain and sun
An earthly spice
For nature's needs,
It's all created,
And to our souls
It's tightly mated.
For rain can soothe
A sobbing breast.
The sun sheds light
On one depressed.
And snow, so cold,
She takes our breath,
In silence comes
Like old man death
Reminding us
Slow down and make...
Your souls as white
As snowy flake.


