Snowflake

Sort of a companion piece to "Pane". Note this is my first riming poem in almost a year.

I watched one chilly winter morn
  as a snowflake passed my eye
From the aether zenith she was born
  and fell with grace from the sky
A ballerina of unique design
  a sight that makes my heart flutter 
How I wish I could make her mine
  How she'd never want another
I watched her swirl and waltz and glide 
  to the Earth forever down
Though no matter how hard I tried
  she disappeared when she hit the ground