Peaceful Flurries

from phone 053Snow falls peacefully.Wind blows fast and hard.I hate missing youthroughout this chill.Winter has taken overinside of me,numbing what I know,freezing all realityas I stare into the coldness.Silence appearslaying in the whiteness…I wish I was snowand youthe shovel scooping,unearthing,gatheringme up towards you.The beauty of momentsis that you never knowwhen you are makinga cherished memory.Mine hold many of usfrozen somewhere in time.