When Snow Falls at Noon
- Stories Tribe
- Jun 1, 2019
- 1 min read

I want to go where the snow is untouched,
Where the people is unknown,
And where things are novel.
I want to have adventures
And explore like an archaeologist with a shovel.
But,
I know that when snow falls,
I will leave and never forget you.
I won’t come back soon
And won’t answer the way I used to.
You will cry,
You will scream,
You may pretend that you are mean,
But I can only hear the whispers of the unfamiliar.
So I will be leaving soon,
When the snow falls at noon.
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