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Self Poetry Across the icy lakes and through the snowy sands; beside the frozen oceans where you can't feel your rigid hands;
Above the frigid snow clouds and beneath the stone cold ground; a beautiful blossom begins to grow in my imaginary land.
It is called a snowflower; it grows with so much power.
It blooms in the cold; it begins to unfold;
To uncover so much beauty; it believes it has a duty;
To bring joy to the wintertime; as a special word brings to a rhyme.
Snowflower, snowflower; you sparkle every minute; every hour.
Snowflower, snowflower; you are so strong; you never cower.
You stand tall; you never die; reaching up to the blue sky.
Snowflower, you are so very pretty; you grow in the country and in the city.
Snowflower, you have a very blessed life; to thrive in pleasantry and in strife!
