A Lost Snowflake Comments

Little white flacks fall from the skies above, only to land on top of objects. Covering everything in sight. Everywhere I look I see a soft blanket of white. Crunch, crunch goes the sound of my feet as I walk through the white blanket. Leaving tracks of my presence. The bitter cold surrounds me as I move through the winter wonder land.

Chit, chit, chit, goes a squirrel. Tweet, tweet, tweet, goes the chickadees. I am surrounded by life. I let the bitter cold take hold of me as I sit on a rock. I stare at the little birds as they leap from one branch to another. The squirrels rush from branch to branch. Scurrying to their little holes to hide from the cold.
Whoosh, goes the breeze as it passes around me. A chill begins to take hold of me, but I don't move. I sit still in the bitter cold and close my eyes. All I hear is the chirp of the birds and the chattering from my own teeth. As I sit in the bitter cold my mind wanders. Almost like it's looking for something.
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