A Child's Inner Snow Angel Poem by Mark. A Heathcote

Every snowflake that's circling
Wakes a sullen child's inner snow angel
Up in a winter wonderland mindset.

Every snowflake, fissured, falling from a cloud
It is a magical experience that unfolds within.
That truly tingles inside their mind.

By those who are quite big but feel so very small
Every snowflake that's falling to the ground
It's like a seed of happiness newly formed.

They're like pearls you can taste on your tongue.
Imagine an angel's wing brushing your face;
It's a heavenly moment no one can replace.
It's an angel's wing, heavenly, touching your face.