by Walter De la Mare (1873 - 1956)

The snowflake 
Language: English 
Before I melt,
Come, look at me!
This lovely icy filigree!
Of a great forest
In one night
I make a wilderness
Of white:
By skyey cold
Of crystals made,
All softly, on
Your finger laid,
I pause, that you
My beauty see:
Breathe, and I vanish
Instantly.

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This text was added to the website: 2016-03-01
Line count: 15
Word count: 48