Fragile snow flakes sitting on a tree
Sparkle in the sun as they shine for me.
Letting my camera capture every single flake
I have to be quick before the branches quake.
New flakes fall and kiss the ones there
They are so beautiful, I can't help but stare.
But quick as I may, quick as I might
The wind doth blow them quickly out of sight.
Happy with the flakes safe in my camera's womb
I scurry off to the house and to the computer room.
Uploading them to the computer I examine each one
weeding out the bad until I am done.
Satisfied I've found the perfect flake picture
I upload it to Second Life to become a perminent fixture.
Now safe in SL and up on the wall
I enjoy it with others my head held up tall.