They flutter and fall
Brushing butterfly kisses
Against my cheeks
A man waves at me
Coal eyes unblinking
I laugh and look
At the angel on the ground
Already, it is disappearing
Inside, there is fire
And warmth
Yet, I stay out here
In the biting cold
With frost in my boots
And ice on my lashes
It is beautiful,
This scene
That only I will see
So I shall stand here,
Taking in this quiet moment
As snow falls from the Heavens