I was born in the snow [poem]

Snow is

in my eyes
on the walls
always with me
blanketing the world

Bells are

in my ears
in my head
a neverending tone
behind everything I hear

You
can’t see the snow
can’t hear the bells
can’t understand
maybe won’t understand

I
was born in the snow
am surrounded by bells
wish you could see
don’t wish this on anyone

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