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Tears be spared, the silver flower blooming peacefully in the snow

Its petals turn to ice, and I'll never know.



It seems so peaceful, blooming there, like a sleeping child, it's petals caress the frost, and I cry.



Snow flakes, like little jewels, each one daintier then the last, dance like tiny angels, flanking the wind as their ballroom chance.



The world, is being buried under cold and ice and frost, and this poor little flower will be lost.



Petals gleaming silver, death be thy only road, silver flower, you make my tears flow.



Tears be spared, the silver flower as it blooms again I shall be there standing, peacefully, no tears and no sadness just an eye and a sense of smell.



Silver flower, farewell.