Snowflakes

That wonderful feeling of catching a snowflake in your hands, when you can examine the perfect form, so fuzzy, so symmetrical.

But you know it won’t last.

These are the memories I have of you, sudden snowflakes that were so tangible but disappear and are lost forever.

A poem about snowflakes as memories, a poem written years ago and is itself this exact feeling. Available to keep, as a journal & sticker.