Blanket Of Diamonds A thousand diamonds falling down, Making their path to the ground. And when they finally hit the earth, The diamonds show their true worth. Sparkling bright in twilight sun, To each other now they clung. A white wave on solid ground, Growing taller without a sound. In the night a cold wind blows, Not knowing what it sews. And in the morning it is done, A white blanket lay in the sun. A blanket not to keep you warm, But one that is easily torn. It may stay throughout the day, But in the warmth it fades away. Where Spring sun ends the white, Winter will bring it back to #life. That cold blanket as you know, Is the chill of winter snow.
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