Sprinkles of dust glide upon sunbeams,
Little spiders adrift in the gentle breeze.
Blow flower pieces scatter in the sky,
Upwards swiftly on wings of a butterfly.
Cheeks rosy and warm, their eyes so bright,
Only the pure can see this sight.
To let your heart look through your eyes
A simple sunbeam becomes a surprise.
One may see the simplest light,
With love and serenity another delight.
Intertwined, meshing a beautiful flow
For all above becomes Summer Snow.
Never to melt, but whisper away
Returning upon tomorrow's sunray.
Have a fantastic day / night. XX

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