If the snowflakes knew that they would eventually melt away, would they fall?
If the snowflakes knew that they would turn to water and then to nothing, would they still grace us with their fun?
If the snowflakes knew they were loved by many, yet unknown to most, would they share themselves with the few they do?
The wind blows them about, in a captivating dance.
Fluttering down to the ground, round and round.
Running and swerving around.
Would you say the same about us?
Even if it melts away, why shouldn’t it fall?
Even if we turn into nothing, why shouldn’t we have fun?
Why shouldn’t you be remembered like the snowflake?
Even if we know about the coming end, why don’t we fall like the snowflake?
A young child stares at a snowflake with a face of wonder.
An adult stares at a snowflake with a childlike glee.
The snowflake that falls, knows that it is going to end.
The snowflake that falls graces us with everything.
The snowflake that falls creates so much fun,
And has so much fun whilst it’s at it.
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