I like this poem. Very easy to read and understand. Writer makes his point in a rhythm that makes a person feel good no matter what life has in store for us.
I understand the writer's style, but poems still need proper punctuation; so "i" and "god" should be capitalized. I hope the writer does not mine, but I tweaked the poem so that it rhymes.
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I dream of it during winter, every day and night;
the snow so beautiful an array of colors.
How do I share this vision with others?
Snow is the most elegant thing we have,
yet God takes it away because we do not deserve.
We all have the nerve to speak our minds,
but they just don't care, no time to spare.
They will not listen to stories I share
about the magic of snowflakes in the air.
This is my vision not theirs I wish to share.
Snow so beautiful we are not allowed to see
except within our dreams.
But this is all I see of the snow
true elegance and beauty as it sits in front of me.
Too great for us to handle,
God just hides it away, so we won't unravel
the true color of snow, prettier than any rose.
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