twirls + twirls

Now that I'm dead
I feel the world differently he says
From above? I ask
You wish he laughs
You love the snow he says
Watching it fall
From a cosy warm roomÂ
White covering allÂ
Think the joy of those momentsÂ
Nothing more nothing less
The peace that you feel
When you know you are blessed
I turn around to catch him
But he tells me he's gone
The snow twirls and twirls
Blows itself on
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This is beautiful, Marion. As always, you express sadness with such beauty that one cannot helpÂ
but to see the beauty first. Â BÂ
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Hi B...thankyou so much x
White Winters and Black Hearts. A Lovely Poem of Love and sorrow. Nice Write.
Thanks so much Jac x