I remember the snow.
Every year I would have gone to that same corner
To try and build a hiding place.
I remember the snow.
The cold would make me smile.
The cold was refreshing.
I remember the snow.
I've never had a snowball fight.
Why throw it away?
That cold magic that gives a warm feeling inside-
I remember the snow.
It made its surroundings so quiet
That problems couldn't have been heard.
Nor exist.
I remember the snow.
And I waited for it every year.
I remember the snow
Starting to melt.
I couldn't hide in it anymore.
I remember the snow
Fading away.
The noise returned, the smile disappeared.
I remember the snow.
I waited for it every year
But it never returned.