A snowflake fell 

on a December's eve. 

It fell ever so soft, 

like a thousand tiny, white, kisses. 

Then, the sun arose 

on a crisp, March, morning. 

The kisses melted

and the ground absorbed their love. 

When April showers poured onto Earth's soul,

May flowers grew from the love

and embellished the soil. 

Soon after, the months of J

brought a time of color with the fertile sprouts. 

As time passed, 

the colors changed. 

Bringing new wonders to our terrain. 

Filling the air with Autumn joy. 

Lots of embers and ambers to  enjoy.

But once more the seasons changed.

This time bringing sharp cold kisses. 

Just like before they fell pure and white, 

only now their cruel love brought frostbite.