A small six sided, lacy friend that only shows its face,
When humidity, high temperature and low clouds are in place.
You have to look each time it snows to see if it's just right,
And if it is you're really blessed to witness such a sight.
For each wee flake is so unique; no two of them the same.
Were it possible to capture one you could grace it with a name.
Yet they're only here just long enough to make you ooh and awe,
And wonder; is it possible you saw just...