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A Snowflakes Perspective
As I am falling to the ground,
I see the world as I spin around.
I love to dance through the air,
Like a ballerina with skin so fair.
I see this tree with all of my friends.
I see a big city,
I see a park,
and roads that wind and bend.
When spring comes,
I melt away.
So sights like these come once before May.
My life is short,
It is sad to say.
But the best part of it,
Is when kids come out to play.