I lay on the ground on a wintry day

And welcome the snowflakes as they 

F

   A

       L

            L

one

at

a 

time.

Over time, they seamlessly create,

a pristine white blanket masking all the flaws,

Just like the layers of skin

that shield my b-r-o-k-e-n heart.

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This winning poem was written for The Hive for the prompt #white