Softly, softly,
Falling from the sky,
Covering the ground in white.
This white blanket comforts me,
While through the silent tinkling
of snowflakes, I hear your voice.
The air is whiter, thicker, and denser,
As images of you roll around my mind,
Every covered tree and Rooftop,
Creates smiles from times gone by.
I search my mind deeply;
Images of you smiling appear in
Each pretty shape.
Your spirit from wherever you are,
Falling from the sky.
I know you still care;
I've known it for over forty years;
But, you disappeared without a trace,
Without a proper goodbye;
Leaving me with a heart full of tears.
Softly, softly softly,
As they continue to fall;
I realize I'm only left with memories,
That comes alive when the snow falls.
So; despite the hurt, the pain, and the tears,
The snow withers away my sadness and deepest fears,
For, when the snow falls;
I will remember you.
About the Creator
Carol Townend
Fiction, Horror, Sex, Love, Mental Health, Children's fiction and more. You'll find many stories in my profile. I don't believe in sticking with one Niche! I write, but I also read a lot too.
Comments (2)
This is so tender and soft, but also uncomfortable, like snow.
Such a gentle poem, with a tinge of sadness. Beautiful.