If no two snowflakes are the same,
When melted do they come back again?
How do all the storm clouds know,
What each other makes for snow?
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Though thought all different, ingredients same
Freely floating flakes, cousins of rain
Minuscule crystals suspended in lines
Destiny’s same – the kiss of sunshine
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Just another of natures’ follies, like we all
The higher the cloud, the faster the fall
The longer the blizzard, the deeper the strife
The hotter the day, the shorter the life
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Do we really care if snowflakes are the same?
Or are we just repeating an old silly game?
A game that can never ever be won –
When all the pieces melt in the sun
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Sck121314
rhymesalot 
How lovely 🙂
I just woke up to some fresh snow this morning 🙂
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I hope it wasn’t to deep 🙂
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Lovely Steve! I’ve missed your picture framed words💖
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Dear Stevieck,
I have had the great pleasure of savouring a number of your rhyming poems, all of which are excellent, hence my coming over here to give you an overall feedback.
Like you, I have also composed a post about snowflakes. This post combining poetry, visual art and science in an innovative way. Please come and let me know at your earliest convenience what you make of my creative foray at
Thank you in anticipation.
Wishing you and your family a Happy New Year ☃️🎅!
May you find the rest of 2021 and the forthcoming 2022 very much to your liking and highly conducive to your calligraphy, painting, writing, reading, thinking and blogging whatever topics that take your intellectual fancy!
Take care and prosper!
Yours sincerely,
SoundEagle
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