Poetry

I can’t

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see you anymore as the snow starts to come down faster as the minutes pass.

It’s hard to keep following you as the whiteness of your coat fades and blends into the surroundings.

I try to look down and follow your footsteps in hope that I am not moving to slow and soon your path may be covered up again.

I try to stay calm as the coldness and wetness of the snow is soaking into my coat and warmth I once felt in my gloves and boots no longer exist.

I hope that I can get back to the cabin before I freeze to death, I know that you are angry with me but I hope I make it through this storm to see your smile again.

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes