No two snowflakes are the same.
Different in their sizes and shapes.
Swirling through the air upon our heads
Touching our bodies with their softness.
It was only a kindly word,
A word that was lightly spoken,
Yet not in vain for it stilled the pain
Of a heart that was nearly broken.
Snowflakes and words can be free
As different as you and me.
Everything made above
Touches our lives with unspoken love