The snow came
Early today
On our way out
The first flakes fell
As our pace hastened
So did the silent
Drifting precipitation
You stared out the window
Pointed towards the frost
Wondered aloud
If the snow we past
Was going to get lost
From none at all
To sheets of white
Crunching underfoot
I watched you
Make your path known
With as heavy tracks
As you could leave
With intent
And wondrous awe
A biting wind
A gentle fall
Gleeful cries
And tired calls
Until dusk came
Drove out the chill
What we were left with
Memories
Better than most
Of dripping sleet
About the Creator
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