Fluffy light snowflakes whirl in the air and quiver,
Descend to my feet in a white cloud, cover the Earth.
On the eyelashes they brightly shine with frosty silver,
On the lips are in a hurry to melt from the warm breath.
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I really enjoyed reading this poem because your word choice, your diction well matches your feelings of wonder concerning the snowfall on your eyelids, lips, etc. Well done!
Thank you.