Reflection of youth; the snow

Syd

Clouds release dust

like childhood sprinkling

sugar over the trees,

my heart burns in contrast 

to the frozen specks

 

To go back, I would

to breathe again, I would 

to forget, I would

 

But those things are gone now

just as childhood

though the memories will remain

pure and innocent 

as I relive them

in the form of a mid-December storm

  • Author: LittleBug (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 15th, 2018 20:21
  • Comment from author about the poem: Poem I wrote back in December about a snow storm we had.
  • Category: Reflection
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