Burning fire, so small, so sweet,
Warm my face, my hands, my feet.
Falling snowflake, crisp and white,
Cover all within my sight.
Pine tree, green, tall, prickly thing,
You have mastered everything.
Life and patience, suffering,
Standing strong, you don't need wings
To touch the sky, feel it too.
Somehow I wish I were you.
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