Snowfall

It’s quiet.

The kind of quiet that leaves me with thoughts

Thoughts I’d rather not have.

An ironic peaceful that fits

Once the white blanket hits

Cold and calm is how it deceits you

Beautiful and calmly 

Is where it’s beauty takes you 

Winter has a new name 

Not winter, snow, or new

It’s a night alone

A night without you.

Snow still falls and I’ll enjoy it all

Thinking of you…us and our fall 

I’ll smile and absorb it’s call

Those nights aren’t us…they’re for me.