Snowflakes are the Butterflies of Winter. A beautiful poem by Gemma Davies.

I hope you will enjoy this beautiful poem written by Gemma Davies. She wrote about two of my favorite things; Snowflakes and butterflies.

Snowflakes are the butterflies of winter…
Floating around, pretty and light.
The more of them that drift around…
The more beautiful the sight.

Snowflakes are the butterflies of winter…
They make even the messiest garden, shine.
No matter if the flakes are thick and heavy…
Or just a light dusting that’s small and fine.

Snowflakes are the butterflies of winter…
Gliding through the skies, uncaged and free.
Only resting when the winds conclude…
Gently resting on every roof, hill or tree.

Snowflakes are the butterflies of winter…
Only present for such a short while.
A flying visit, and then they’re gone…
But they sure do leave a smile.

Snowflakes are the butterflies of winter…
Making your garden glisten and glow.
They go wherever they please…
And please wherever they go.

To see more of Gemma’s beautiful poetry, visit: https://hellopoetry.com/GemmaDavies

Snowflakes are the Butterflies of Winter snowflake poetry winter poem Gemma Davies

I died for beauty, but was scarce. A poem by Emily Dickinson.

I died for beauty, but was scarce
Adjusted in the tomb,
When one who died for truth was lain
In an adjoining room.
He questioned softly why I failed?
“For beauty,” I replied.
“And I for truth,–the two are one;
We brethren are,” he said.

And so, as kinsmen met a night,
We talked between the rooms.
Until the moss had reached our lips,
And covered up our names.

-Emily Dickinson

Beauty

Snowflakes are the Butterflies of Winter. A beautiful poem by Gemma Davies.

I died for beauty, but was scarce. A poem by Emily Dickinson.