Glittering, white,
Powdery softness,
Drifting slowly from the sky,
Landing like a feather,
Upon the ground,
Swallowed by the millions of others.
They stay for a while,
Then wither away one by one,
Slowly revealing the spring,
That lies hidden beneath the snow

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  1. This poem is amazing! I love how you started it of with ” glittering, white” it really sets the poem off to a great start. This is so good. Great Job!

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