2016-2017 Write Eye flip book

Snowflake

They say that no snowflake is ever the same It floats through the air, dancing and prancing, with its small moment of fame. It drifts in the cold wind, bringing joy and happiness to all;

But, alas, it has to meet its end as it falls. As it stops drifting and comes to rest. It lands inside a snowflake nest.

It stops becoming unique, and is now just a mess after it’s descend. They always say no snowflake is the same, but what happens in the end?

David Piwowarski

Sriya Guduru photograph

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