• A flake of soap
    a grain of salt
    a cube of sugar
    nobodies fault

    why do they melt
    apon your skin
    or something wet
    not on a pin

    tiny designs
    made with ice
    frozen water
    not seen twice

    outside they fall
    q-tips of white
    the wind is cold
    it likes to bite

    they make angels
    they make men
    they make snow
    like small diamonds

    Glisten here
    glitter there
    sparkles grow
    you must beware

    one to two
    two to three
    a few to a hundred
    then you'll see

    first the wind
    then the snow
    sometimes rain
    visabilities a no

    call it a storm
    or a blizzard
    all run by
    the winter wizard