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Teamwork
By: Sandy Dickson

One snowflake spins downward;’
     Gently lights on the ground,
So delicate, fragile,
     Without making a sound.
A few more follow—
     Fascinating, pretty,
Featherlike, they gather,
     Lightly dusting the city.
Everything looks the same,
     Even through their light haze,
What can a snowflake do
     But perfectly amaze?
So frail, vulnerable,
     Melting to the right touch;
A little warmth, it’s gone;
     Not a one can stand much.
But in just two hours,
     They’ve collectively hurled,
Enveloping whiteness
     And transformed their near world.
Each delicate crystal,
     By itself so hapless,
Yet together, so strong;
     Not feeble and helpless.
Each snowflake, when solo,
     Without threat or inference.
Who’d think a mere snowflake
     Could make such a difference?

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