The delicate placing of these words mimics the soft falling of snow perfectly. The only part of this poem that had a questionable rhythm was the last line- I feel like less syllables would read easier.
I'm 17, and write poetry. Yes, I'm a guy. Yes, I write poetry. Something wrong with that?
I don't like sports very much, but I do swim when I can find time.
I play violin, guitar, and piano...I'.. more..