Snowflake

When I was just 
A raindrop 
The children would call me 
The herald of wasted days 
And I would retort 
But they'd hear no more 
Than my splash upon the floor 
But here comes winter 
To bring us together 
And shape me into 
A snowflake 
And how I'd glisten 
And how they'd listen 
To the weather and await 
My arrival 
With tongues outstretched 
And coats and vests 
And a heavy pair of galoshes 
With cheeks blushed red 
And slick new sleds 
And warm breath upon their windows 
So thoughts of school 
Were long lost behind 
Wreaths and Christmas trees 
They'd make snowmen 
They'd make angels, and forts 
Out of my kin 
They'd play outside 
To my delight 
And call me 
Their new best friend.