Your peaceful blanket is only welcoming to look at
but your beauty is only a cover for the dirty slush that is to become of you.
Like children born and raised in poverty
The innocence is quickly lost and only few remain untouched.
The idea of you is "so pretty" as described by foreigners,
Like some motherless women who think children are "so cute"
But mothers watch those little "rug-rats" with both eyes always open to their tricks,
Just so, Snow, you do not fool me…
Ok. So my morning plans are officially ruined. I have to go clean off my car and traveling will be a pain. Wonderful… Maybe snow is that child that "only a mother could love," "Mother Nature." Hard SIGH. Try to have a great day Lovely Ones.
Have Fun and Make IT Yours.
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