SNOW
1月
30日
YOUNGER GRAND DAUGHTER'S DRAWING AND POEM
Heat rising and curling up in the frigid air
And basking in the filtered light
From the frozen window
I find my gaze drifting out
To watch the clouds obscuring the sky
Leaving a peaceful halo around the ground
Small drifts of snow falls down gently
I smile softly
I love watching the snow
Watching as everything seems to still as each flake falls
And the snow gathers as the silence builds
Each snowflake is different, unique.
And they fall slowly in unison, unlike the rain
Unlike the rain which pores from the sky like tears
It’s colder, gentle
Like the feeling as they land softly on your hands, face, eyelashes
And the world seems to fall into silence
Determined to listen to each piece as it falls
And hits the ground with a soft thump,
Like a heartbeat
One after another
Covering the ground
In a clean slate, porcelain and perfect
Bright white that captures every branch, every leaf, roof, and stone
And waits
While the sky is dark and quiet
And the wind is gone
And the sun hides, completely obscured by the clouds
And the feeling of being in the snow takes your breath away
Because it’s so magical
So special
And you can sit, watching, waiting, for forever
Because at the moment
The world is frozen in this one, perfect picture frame as the snow falls.
I pull back to reality, looking around
My tea’s cold.
