1/20/2020
Sitting here,
stirring out the window,
watching the snowfall,
Thousand and one time,
Every snowfall reminds me of:
The soft and gentle flake
of your heart as pure as snow!
My heart is cold,
but the warmth of your touch,
feeling the gentleness of your hand,
on my cheek,
to brush the flake of snow one more time,
pure as snow soft and white!
Written: Greg MD
Greg MD Blog 
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