My Snow

Just when the distance
seemed to stretch too far
Just when the voices asked
“do you know where you are?”

When the nightmare faces
Of the people I know
Cried out, “What are you doing here!?”
It began to snow.

 Started like rainfall
As I watched from indoors
The wind caught the white tufts
And dragged it to the floor

 The gusts blew fiercer
The whiteness seemed to grow
I pushed open the glass doors
And went out in the snow

Inside me, things grew quiet
I turned my face to the sky
And we had a moment.
Nature and I.

It’s not always easy,
Here in my new home
But I know I’ll be happy
As long as there’s snow.

Paris Herbert-Taylor

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