Snowdrops appear above the cold
A new world
A new being
With their heads hung low
In embarrassment?
In shame?
Why are they the first to appear
Why not wait another year
Do not touch them
They are still delicate
Fragile
The slightest breeze will break them
But if you never touch the snowdrops
How will you know the new
And if you never touch the snowdrops
How will I ever know you
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