
Into each life some snow must fall
coldness in one’s soul.
The blizzard
that blow you away
when you see the black snow
that is very rare.
The white snowflakes
that surround
the sunflowers
that were drowned.
Flying butterflies
on wintertime
confuses you
why they’re in town.
You look around
and was astound
summer flowers
are all abound.
You look again
in the window pane
you see the snow
and feel the pain.
Tricks of the mind
or you’re too blind
that flowers bloom
come summertime.
You received a call
and say hello
invited by a friend
this summer weekend.
Surprised to hear
and shocked to know
that winter’s gone
you barely know.
You realized
it’s summer now
but can’t resist
the buts and hows.
For all the things
you question why
it’s snowing
in summertime.

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