Justin Terosky

The snowflakes fall so softly,
Like tiny little cars.
Driving around frantically
They don’t know where they are.

With many makes to choose from,
Some giant and some small.
Each is unique, a new one,
You’ll never find them all.

They will not last forever,
Before long they will fade.
Your soul will not remember,
the ones you saw today.

Oh snowflakes lightly hovering,
I wish you all the best.
You little cars keep driving,
And blend in with the rest.