My Snow Angel
My little-self strokes the flakes sleeping on my mittens.
‘Look sugar!’ My words drift along the morning air.
Together we nuzzle the snow, spreading our arms and legs
Wide, sketching a template of ourselves until white dusting
Covers our heads. Our angel will never melt away,
As long as I promise snow can come back another day.
My bigger-self watches the flurries buzz across the night,
Dancing before slipping onto the pavement.
Together we shroud the numbing in our palms as I place
My hand to the glass. I see you lying in bed, arms and legs
Wide. Frozen. I promise to melt the snow away,
Only if I could be with you, my snow angel, for one last day.
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