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Friendship
As happy as a snowflake
upon a snowman's nose,
I laugh with you and love
the way your beauty grows,
within me like a sunrise
to kiss the new-made day,
coloured now in gladness
among the games we play.
Your soul so wisely gentle
your heart profoundly strong
your mind in orchestration
sings out your life a song.
Your spirit weft with wonder
flies free on fronds of light.
Yes I loved you in the morning
and I love you still tonight.
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Thanks for taking the time to read this.
Thanks for leaving a messasge, I must admit I am unsure how long I will keep working here, I have not found much to inspire me so far. But I will try not to judge too rapidly.
Ok maybe there are, I will keep looking, I have to consider the voting farsical however having seen what people are doing with it. A snow flake is unlikely to melt on the nose of a snow as snowmen are made of snow, so it is right in its element. Yes obviously it is not mean't to be a deeply meaningful poem confronting the ills of modern society.
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