Snowflakes Eily Nash POETRY, WRITING October 19, 2020 Mesmerised by the beauty of a falling Snowflake, he caught her in his hand. Trusting, the little Snowflake lay in the warmth of the man’s palm. Slowly she melted to nothingness. He smiled … …and just put out his hands to catch more Treasures falling from a giving sky ❄️ Eily Nash (2020) Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related Published by Eily Nash My paranormal fiction reflects my deep passion for the numinous realms. I love myth and mystery and magical things, and journeys to that liminal place where the veil between worlds is gossamer thin... View all posts by Eily Nash Published October 19, 2020