The Snow Is Falling… Poem by Mark Heathcote
The Snow Is Falling…
The snow is falling and melting
soon I'll sleep and meet a star
that never melts or hides
Soon I'll drift on the wind-
that shakes a willow tree
that never ceases to caress me
Soon I'll be traveling further-
then I've ever been or dreamed
soon I'll be a petal falling-
Into a crystal lake of blue ice
and what more, my love
could I ask? Could I ask?
Could I ask of you?
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