Snow flakes fall from the April skies
and I know it will not settle,
I know I will not make a snowman…
or snow cat.
I know if I blink it will be gone.
But for now,
frozen particles of dust fall from
April skies.
Each unique flake, beautiful, drifting
on the Spring breeze.
Karen Hayward ©2016
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Welcome to my blog! Here you will find different forms of creative writing, lots of swearing, erotic poetry, random thoughts, beautiful imagery, but most of all you will find a version of truth. My truth, this is the way that I see the world. However, all of my work is a form of creative writing, a combination of truth and fiction. I write to express my creativity, not my needs!
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Seeing u love that snow and loving every flake of u!! Heart to heart Robyn
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thank you Robyn 🙂
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