Falling, swirling
Dancing are they
As children scream happily
In the snow they play
The ground disappears
From view
As the falling flakes
Cover much so soon
They dance happily
In the air
Outside many windows
Where children in awe stare
Hoping for snowmen
To build are they
Snowballs to throw
Down hills they’ll sleigh
Little scarf’s unfold
Trailing along
As they crunch underfoot
The falling flakes song
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Darren Greenidge
I'm a thinker, listener, a "question's pretty much everything" type of person. A seeker of knowledge, always restless, yet seeks the calm in life.
I love writing in all forms and am in the process of completing a number of ongoing projects. I love the craft of writing and the possibilities it holds. A magic carpet through the mind. I love pretty much all creative arts, music, film and theatre the leading ones.
Born in Hertfordshire in England, my family Irish, Welsh and English, I currently reside in Edinburgh, in Scotland. I'm drawn to coastal and mountain regions where I like to go to think and draw inspiration from. Ireland is a place that's dear to me, and I try to get back to see family and friends as much as possible.
My interests are wide and broad, too many to mention here, but history, archaeology, criminology, music and film are just some of those things I love.
I hope you enjoy my ramblings on here as that's what they are really. I'll let my fingers do the ''talking...''
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