It was just another day,
one like any other;
boring and slow,
but as I rode the bus home,
it begin to snow.
Not the white fluffy powder,
that glows in the light, but
the one that destroys your heart
and holds it tight.
As I stepped off the bus,
I knew something was wrong.
It flowed through my bones,
and my heart tagged along.
There stood my big sister,
tears stained her eyes,
It snowed from my heart,
it tumbled from the skies.
I ran up to her and asked her, "What's wrong?"
She embraced me in a hug,
whispering your daddy's gone.