Poetry #38

Fairy tears,
The snow
That ascends
To the sky.

It's when
The whole
World is
covered with
cold snow,
When all
Tragedy and
sadness passed,
A miracle
Happens suddenly.

Instead of
falling the
snow goes
back to
the sky.

Little orbs
Somewhat cold
But at
the same
time warm,
Slowly floats
To heaven.

When one
Sees these,
It's both
One is
blessed dearly
And a
certain miracle
Have just
happened by.