The Snowflakes Shadow
	A snowflakes shadow, knows no weight,
	the snowflake barely a trace,
	But the snowflakes shadow, matches the rate,
	and always wins the race.  

  	Even in flurries, it never hurries,
	but drifts along with speed,
	and with the sun, the flakes undone,
	and the little shadow is freed.
	
	Isn't it odd, how gifts from god,
	and little as they can be,
	can have no weight, and be so great,
	and he made it just for me.

	Tho its not the way, I learned to pray,
	I don't know what else to do,
	I'm so flattered, that it mattered,
	I just look up and say, THANK YOU.
			s[[im 4/27/03


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