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Snowing
Holding space
For the next frost
Growing in my heart.
❄️
Snowing
With magic,
With grace,
Opening up my heart.
❄️
Snow
Light blue intricate shapes
Not one looks like the other
Not one behaves like the other.
❄️
Snow,
winter wonder and
Winds galore,
Snow.
❄️
And when the last bird
Flies to a warmer place
The last song
Echoes in my veins
❄️
I'll be right here.
About the Creator
Maya Or Tzur
Hey-O!
Just a 27 y.o woman writing 'nd stuff. Articles, poems, prose.
See 'ya, little munchkins! 😊
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