Winter Arrives

Snow comes down somewhere

far away from here, rain falls

from these dark clouds and still there is

no sorrow anywhere to be found.

There's a sense of hope soaring

on frigid wind currents and icy veins

of melted snowflakes trickling down

closed windows and blank canvass yards

just waiting for colored lights and snowmen.


I know, I know love, I'm too far away

for your taste and even for mine, but

don't you worry sweetheart, I'm leaving soon.

I'll be there just as soon as winter is.