I left footprints in the snow Trailing North, against where the wind blows You drove East and ended up West But our time flying South was arguably the best
Walking North, you followed me It was cold, you provided heat Snowflake-covered, you laughed at me Time stood still -- it was just us, we
My books you carried, all thirteen Me you carried North, to safety You were helpful, and smiling with me Until public eyes, us, could see
Then my heart stayed North For in you I'd found my worth But you left me for the West (And stopped calling me your best)
Some poorly written poetry. Blah. - - - I miss my Two A.M.