My Friend the Snowflake

i have a friend.
a lovely girl
who thought she would
give skydiving a whirl.
It takes more than a little
adrenalin to hurl
yourself from a moving vehicle.

I look up at the sky.
It is all over the place
and way up high
and think of her
floating like a feather
on a downward spiral
and drift and gust of wind
heading down to land.
Softly I hope.

I would never wish to be a
snowflake fluttering down.
I just could not cope.

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