I love the every moment
when the pink color up the blue sky
forming the mixture of pink and blue
Is the time for snowing
tiny tiny white cotton
with the shape of hexagon
drop down politely
to the shoulder
melt when touches the warm hands
leaf on the tree is dropping off
squirrels busy searching for the food
ready for winter
walking on the street
I feel the loneliness
although there group of peoples around me
I choose the freedom
result for the loneliness
I hope I make the right choices
Wish the snow will bring warm to my hearts
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