My First Snowfall

My First Snowfall short poem

Photo by Passion Leica

They were coming like cotton pearls,
Destined to change the earth to heaven,
It’s all white around like a fairy dream,
same as that I saw in my first love dream.

Same as that,
makes me happy and sad at same,
Here, my heart urges to sing,
but i want it to stay forever at same.

From the very first it makes me feel alive,
reason could be the white is all around,
I can look endlessly at this winter beauty,
where every dead piece is amazingly alive

These cotton pearls came silently from sky,
touched the ground of my face without any noise,
It echoed in my mind,
I fell again, but this time with my first snowfall.

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