Snowflake Dreams ( some lines just popped up in mind )

A younger me always used to think Happiness; as a warm hand’s touch. As sand clock grained… away, away All I wished for… never remained much. . The world is a whirlwind, pushing me blind Frames the sunshine, keeps shadows in bind All I asked for… are some snowflake dreams. . Like snowflakes… the dreams … More Snowflake Dreams ( some lines just popped up in mind )