Patterns of a Snowflake

A poem about losing the person that made you feel how sweet love is but returned to the same place where you meet after a few years. It alludes the feeling of bitter sweetness to the patterns of a snowflake-it may be the same snowflake that makes you wait for Winter, but it has a different pattern now.
Winter has come so early
As the snowflakes with the sound of Hush
From the heavens to my windowsill, foggy
But as the weary sun kiss them, turn to Slush

Oh, frozen water can never imitate
The intricate beauty and uniqueness of a snowflake
Even the best carver cannot erase and scrape
All imperfections of an alternative flake

But snow won't always fall - invincible
'Coz when Spring comes, they sizzle and melt into tears
And evaporate into a vapor - invisible
By that time, I have to swallow my fears

Time flies slow when you wait
The only thing that keeps me fight is my faith
But no matter what, winter won't come in this date
Just plead that it won't be late

At last, here you come to my window again
After all the wait, felt the same old chilly breeze
But you're not the same, no you're something else
Because no snowflake can have the same pattern twice.
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Published: 8/23/2010
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