My quill I dipped in snow
Instead of ink
The words forever flowed
And inspiration never failed
I wrote some more
And words were golden
They were pure and innocent
Just like the snowflakes
Falling from the sky
I kept on writing
Pouring out the emotions
Felt deep within my heart
Even those emotions
And feelings I have had
That I could never describe
I now could describe
My quill of snow
Never failed to produce
The words I have longed to utter
The feelings I longed to describe
But felt a loss of words for
Finally the words came
And I never felt more happy
I sighed a sigh of happiness and bliss
I dipped my quill in snow
And oh, how the words did flow
Like a stream forever flowing
In it's own special way
I dipped my quill in ice
And finally
My little dream of ecstasy
All too soon
Came to an end

*~Marian~