S N O W B A L L

When autumn came this oak stood bare
No longer did we linger there, 
The circle of our love complete
Had turned so sour no longer sweet, 
No feeling left within our heart
We sadly drifted far apart, 
Now all alone as tears do flow
An acorn lies within the snow


'An Acorn Lies Within The Snow' — Andrew Blakemore

 

Snowball Slim

/ for the ears /

Snowball Triplets

/ for the ears /

Snowball Drop

/ for the ears /

 

Snowball Treasure

/ for the neck /

Snowball Teardrop

/ for the neck /

 

Snowball Teardrop

/ for the wrist /

Snowball Treasure

/ for the wrist /

 

 

 

 

🎄 special limited edition 🎄


Iri hoooooooops

/for the ears/

 

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