Snowball
In a world awash with winter’s hue,A sphere of snow, small and true,Rolled through the whispering, white expanse,Embracing each flake in its silent dance.It grew in size, a rolling tide,Gathering dreams that winter hides,Each layer a story, a frozen thought,Of battles fought and lessons taught.Through the pines, it wove its path,A gentle giant, spurred by…