A Snowflake told me the other day:

I dwindle down from the big cloud
lay myself down upon another

Or touch the grass
Sniffle the branch of a tree
Or melt upon a humans hat

Many a day later I puzzle along with
Others a white spread of silence

Or blind a pair of glasses
Tickle the nose of cat
Or succumb to a warmer sun

At last I kiss the lips of earth
change my colours to water

Or