I Will Catch A Snowflake

I will catch a snowflake in the palm of my hand And remember you in all your glory. Pristine and pure, captivating all. I will remember how it was years ago. How as a child I flung you up into the air. To the sound of laughter and joy. I will remember the fairground rides we took. How at the end we giggled and blessed our good luck. But most of all, as this snowflake melts I will recall how individual your angelic smile was. How it beamed on me for what seems Now like only just a short infinitesimal minuscule while.