As one little snowflake does float down so gently
Then rests on the pavement so frozen and bare,
It dwells all-alone through the depths of December
And toils through the hardship for no one does care.
Awaiting the springtime to melt in the sunlight
To turn into water and run to a stream,
For then it will flow to a river and ocean
And then shall feel wanted and part of a dream.
A sense of belonging to join in a union
And then form the waves that shall roll to the shore,
Whilst movingin motion will glisten like diamonds
And yet it must wait for the winter to thaw.
So there it must rest on the pavement unnoticed
Just watching the people each day passing by,
Just longing for friendship it's not much to ask for
Yet nobody stops where the snowflake does lie.
ANDREW BLAKEMORE
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/as-one-little-snowflake/
