Its pencilled etchings on the breeze its gentle pastel tints and tones its magic crystals falling celestial celebrations in the sky the wistful hoof of deer or hop of mouse across the snow the sculpted thin arrangement of the reeds and grasses sticking through conducting a stilled soliloquy in quiet of clearings among trees where dancing snowflakes come to rest the hiss of frozen moisture on the run across the lakes the thuds on sheds- the crunch like sugared icing on the paths - the swish of skis and sledges passing by the echoing booms as the lakes lid cracks the whistle through of the wind whisking out the tracks a symphony in grey and white well into night when deeper tones of brown and black make background shadows in the woods
all is dead, all is gone. she was the air inside my lungs. now I’m paralyzed, staring up in the night, and nothing i could right could help you understand *my life
It was loud Thunder booming in the background Lightning offering its shine to all those without light The old man with no hope knew he was in for a long night Numb from the normal aches that come with old age The knife in his heart masking the pain Ever since his love had been called away and he was left here to stay Left in the old house wishing she was still there to fill the emptiness Pain was difficult before she parted; Now pain was the Ultimate test Dripping of the rain the splatter here and there Filling the silence yet making the loneliness too much to bare Thoughts of a crooked grin Eyes forever young. Ones he'd never see again Do you know what it is like to miss half of your heart? Have the ultimate love then have death tear your world apart? Reached in so suddenly and took her away What was once meant to be now is gone and the man doesn't know if he should stay It'd be so easy to join the girl May she be how she was before? Back when they first met Back before all he did was mourn and wept When her hair was long and flowing Baby blue eyes full of the love she was always showing Smile so quick to warm the heart That girl was mine before the start She was destined to me. And I was her one and only. A woman so kind and caring for a man who had been so lonely Now my wrinkle hands tremble as I stand in the heart of the storm Looking upward for a sign of her as I mourn Praying lightning would strike down and send me home Back into her arms so that I'm no longer alone Wanting to end it all right here and now Knowing that she would take my decision with a frown She was never about taking the easy way out Always knowing what was best without a doubt So taking shelter away from the storm.. away from this pain I will live until I am called home. Then with her I will remain