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Snowflakes, the children love to see​

When they fall they dance with glee
They try to catch them in their hands
They are delighted when each one lands.

But soon the snowflake disappears
Bringing some to tears.
But many more are falling
To answer the children's calling

Catching snowflakes goes on for hours
To a child, it is like picking flowers.
Just like the child, each snowflake
Is unique, that is no mistake.

So when you see the snowflakes fall
May happy memories may you will recall
Remember, like the snowflake, that each one of us
Is unique and that truly is a plus!​

Unique ​

Catherine Pulsifer​

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