Gone

A poem I wrote for school a while back, when I was mourning the snow.

The sky is crying
Ice.

Like little flakes of stars
Blanketing Earth in candy coating.

Like the broken dreams of angels
Falling, frozen
Creating wasteland
Far from the place it was born.

Outcasts from the heavens
Whose fate is to waste away
Collective beauty for mere moments
Or hours
Or days
Only to melt away
Gone from this world forever.