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Snowflake

Last night we read in your nature book about snowflakes

You looked at the picture with wide eyes,

amazed that they are one of a kind

This morning we cuddle for a few moments in the lightening dawn

I whisper that you are my snowflake, no one else is just like you

You smile: “Thank you Mamma,

and you are my beaudiful budderfly”