Snowflakes can freeze time, you know, 

Much in the way that death does. 

To unfreeze time, all you have to do is wait till it rains. 

But with time frozen, the rain never comes. 

At that point, all you can do is make time tell the truth. 

Like why does it keep slipping away? 

You can’t lay an egg and expect it to hatch, you know. 

You have to love it. 

Once you’ve built a treehouse you’ll have shelter from the rain, 

But no one will come visit anymore. 

No one will be there to cook you dinner. 

Why did you banish the rain? 

Once a day, 

The small silver bells will announce the arrival of pages from your favorite book. 

Eat them — they will sustain you, 

Just as well as your broken dreams do. 

Just make sure not to breathe fire, because you know what they say about burning books. 

When the sadness comes, put it in your pocket and go back to sleep. 

It’ll be there tomorrow too.

When you wake up, fill a missile with silence and send it to all the people you can’t talk to anymore. 

If you could teach the world how to write a poem, you wouldn’t. 

Because then you’d find out that everyone is better than you.