Winter WindYears may seem to blow by like the winter wind, slow and steadyMore Like This
And in the months while tinsel shimmers, stockings are dangling, chestnuts roasting
The stars are gilded by darkened clouds and snowy skies, lonesome others may seem
But there's no need to be lonesome because the stars for me shall always beam
And while friends fade away unknowingly like a dying flame in a frosted lantern
When words seem all a thin nothing, a lie or smoking mirrored fable
While snowflakes fall to chill all that they touch
The warm gingerbread in the oven won't make it matter that much
When the ice comes to spear down from crackling shingles
And no longer can I see the sun rise or the sun set
No matter how deceitful the cloud masked sky
The Northern Star will never pass me by
And if the current should steer me away from the shore I might have screamed
When the waves come to devour me whole and white cold try to swallow me up
I have faith the man in the moon will throw me his trusty fishing hook
And pull me
MomDoes anyone remember?More Like This
When life was good,
running around the backyard with arms outstretched,
like wings, ready to take off?
When your parents
scolded you for stealing a cookie,
or fighting with your sibling?
But in the end, repeated that they loved you..
I remember what it was like to laugh,
and be a family.
A normal one.
Without secrets, or anger
that was blatant even to my eyes.
You were always there for me.
You always will be, and I know.
all those years ago
when you smiled so beautifully
and kissed my head,
and I wanted to copy that same smile.