Cyranny was talking about snowflakes this morning and I’ve always had big questions about this idea of no two of them being the same. I mean …. has anybody actually checked? Until global warming has rendered all snowflakes as redundant the jury has to remain out on the issue, as far as I can tell.
Anyway, I’m stuck here in hospital (no sign of snow out the window) with little inspiration so wrote another silly poem about it.
No two snowflakes look the same
How can that be true?
If I can’t find my special snowflake
What am I to do?
The last one melted in my arms
Under a sky so blue
Now I’m searching every snowflake
Until I find one just like you