When it snows

“When it snows”

It falls not like earth quakes,
It flakes without brakes,
It doesn’t make a sound but it’s beautiful,
It melts the heart with a sight so pure-ful,
The kind of purity that washes off the blemishes of the earth,
What a gift to mother earth,
This is a little treasure to unearth,
We have to stop the wanton pollution,
It’s such a destruction,
As it appears it may become more rarer,
As we are the forebearers,We can make it clearer,
That the future is at stake!
Without the flakes!

Antony K.


Visionary Leader, Futurist,Adventure lover, Environmentalist, cultural Enthusiast,Son of Wanja& Kariuki, Author of my destiny

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