A single, solitary snowflake
Twirling and fluttering down,
To land softly and gently
On a willow tree bough.
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Gliding over the fields,
Footsteps silenced in snow
A quiet, calm journey
In a shining winter world.
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Flying down the hills
On a red wooden sled,
Flying across the ice
On powder-blue skates.
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Tumbling into the kitchen
Surrounded by friends.
Curling up by the fire
With a blanket and old book.