My Snow Angel

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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