Don’t touch the snow

I touched the snow today

And just like that my finger froze

I guess you’re not meant to play

With the skies water rose

At first my finger turned white

And then my whole hand turned to ice

My body poisoned with the blight

Tainting beauty comes with a price.

I ran inside, before I shattered

I needed warmth, I needed fire

Before my body broke to pieces, scattered

The cold spread like wildfire.

I was too late, you see

My hand fell off and turned to snow

 

I never believed that could be

I was too late to hide, I was too slow.

I touched the snow today

I tainted beauty and had to pay

I’ll make a new hand, out of clay

Never again will I stray.