Glow like snow.
Fall from the sky
like drops of light,
die on my face.
Silence, I know.
I know why
it's written in the white,
to save space.
Snow melts, I know so.
But death gives way to life, shy.
Rebirth is of the virtue of might.
And it leaves little trace.
Snow is rare for some,
but here, it always comes.
If I am a snowflake, then snow is my mother, my mum.
For you, snow is silent, but for me, I can hear it sing, hear it harmonise with the skies,
hear it hum.
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Shards of Sugar (2022 - 2023) | Poetry
Poetry▫️Words as Sweet as Silver.▫️ This is Eclipse's Third and Latest Poetry Book/Collection. This book is essentially Poetry By Eclipse 3 and is sometimes known as that because it is my third poetry book on Wattpad. ▫️ @DarkenedEclipse739's Poetry Books...
