Are ye the ghosts of fallen leaves, O flakes of snow, For which, through naked trees, the winds A-mourning go?
Lives are snowflakes - unique in detail, forming patterns we have seen before, but as like one another as peas in a pod (and have you ever looked at peas in a pod? I mean, really at them? There's not...
Find time to admire and appreciate the glittering lights on snowflakes.
The endless repetition of an ordinary miracle.
I think people are as individual as snowflakes, they kinda look alike but no two are the exactly the same, and all classification is the root of prejudice.
Far off down the road, through the lazily drifting snowflakes, they could hear the merry sound of sleigh bells. Their gay little tinkling flying ahead of the sleigh and lighting up the night with spar...
Snowflakes are one of nature's most fragile things, but just look what they can do when they stick together.
As white snowflakes fall quietly and thickly on a winter day, answers to prayer will settle down upon you at every step you take, even to your dying day. The story of your life will be the story of pr...
I think a lot of snowflakes are alike...and I think a lot of people are alike too.
It takes a snowflake two hours to fall from cloud to earth. Can’t you just see its slow, peaceful decent?