Dead of Winter

Dead of Winter by revande
Dead of Winter
by revande

Dead of Winter

School’s out
flakes are falling
each a different glow
blowing on the wind
drifting in the cold
sprinkles on the earth
like sugar cookie dough
before the summer bake
snow cream for tomorrow
after collecting in a bowl
the frozen tears of heaven
for joy and sorrow
look the same
snow-blind in the mirror
the element of water
a trip into the past
youth will grow the future
with a present yet unknown
but known in hindsight
as don’t let go
don’t go

I used to love the snow…

© 1/16/14

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