Snowflakes

Heaven formed kaleidoscope sights,
Pretty patterns of fragile ice,
Their chance to shine shatters the light,
Making lands blanketed in white,
Falling as if tears of winter,
Each is unique yet no different,
Beauty that's insignificant,
Gracing the earth though reluctant,
Designed and crafted by the gods,
Each flake standing among millions,
Dancing slow below clouded skies,
With movements followed by wide eyes,
Crystals that are all but worthless,
Kindling envy from artists,
Loathed whenever they fall en mass,
Relief comes when their time's to pass.