• As I watch the snowflakes falling
    I feel as if someone's calling.
    A voice of ice,
    Small as lice,
    It tells me where I'm `sposed to be.
    I walk into the wonderland,
    I feel dragged down as if by sand,
    The sky is gray
    But that's okay.
    I know in my mind
    That this world is truly kind.
    If you read this
    may you be found by winter's kiss.
    -PolarSquirrel (Brynna D.) heart