A snowflake cradled in his mother’s arms
said one day of the world down below,
why he remained with his mother,
when all his friends had left.
She said unto him
“That the rest had left long ago to visit the world, so different than their own, a cloud”
His mother held him tightly,
and drew him close to her bussom.
She held his hand, and said to her son
“Never leave my side”
The bond and love between them,
the warmth that binded them together was strong.
but the lure of the city lights was too great
an adventure for this little snowflake to ignore.
One night as his mother slept
He quietly left his mothers embrace
and glanced down at the City below.
The wind whispered words that played on his sense
of adventure, to lure the snowflake away from his
The wind said “ That his friends were waiting for him down below”
His mother awoke to find her son no longer with her
She called out to him
“Where are you, are you hiding?”
She smiled as she thought that he was playing a game of hide and seek,
but it soon became a frantic cry.
The wind was heard to laugh, and this directed his mother to the edge of the cloud.
There she saw her son on the ground below, his flakes beginning to crumble,
his imminent demise, the fading sparkle.
The love of a mother for her son, was too great,
but rather than remain alone on the cloud, than to live and know that she left him to die,
she took a leap of love and joined her son downward way.
Their final minutes were spent together on the roadside.
She gazed lovingly into her son’s eyes, and kissed his brow.
She asked him not to be afraid and that all will be well.
He closed his little crystal eyes, and so, she softly whispered stories of great snowflakes in the sky,
until they each melted away.
“Love is the most powerful, enduring, and eternal force that if we are touched by it, it changes us forever”
I’ve never wrote anything that was so moving as this, its left me with a lump in my throat!