Snowdrops are more than delicate, white flowers.
They mean spring and life.
I saw a photo featuring a cluster of snowdrops on Flickr and I envy those who have snowdrops in February. I couldn't post that photo, so I found another one.
In this one, one can see the true story of this flower; piercing the snow and the ice but still quiet.
Here, there's a lot of snow, not even white and crisp, but dirty as the cars have gone through.
There's no beauty left, just banks of ugly, filthy snow.
They mean spring and life.
I saw a photo featuring a cluster of snowdrops on Flickr and I envy those who have snowdrops in February. I couldn't post that photo, so I found another one.
In this one, one can see the true story of this flower; piercing the snow and the ice but still quiet.
Here, there's a lot of snow, not even white and crisp, but dirty as the cars have gone through.
There's no beauty left, just banks of ugly, filthy snow.
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