We Sang In The Snow
When we sang in the snow
Under that cold amber glow
That professed to be the sun
Trying to melt our fun;
Lighting our wonderland show
Warming our laughter below
Young promises- freezing to death.
Biting wind stealing our breath.
Snowmen hoping frost lingers.
Mittens with tingling fingers.
Sledging out of sight
Under new moonlight
Spangled diamonds above
Lit fires
In our hearts of love.
I kissed your cheek
And held you near
This minute, this hour
This day this year
Would burn within our very being
Embers of youth warm memory fleeing.
But without your hand to hold
My hand is empty and cold.
I curse that I let you go.
What's worse than a cold echo
Of that day
When we sang in the snow.
poem by Kevin East
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