Cold winter snow

We are like the cold winter snow
We take the gust and blows
It seem that the wind never slows
Trying to shake us to break us as his hands try to shape us
Crushed and thrown melted and blown
Pain is frequent and never shrinks in size
Until we come to realize the relief to our grieve is closer to our reach than thought of

Author's Note

After messing around in the snow all day with my family I thought of this poem. Hope you like it, leave a review if you can.

Reviews

[RachelReaper]

Strong poem, the only critique I have is that "It seem" should be "It seems"