Watching as the first snow falls.
Her irises reflect the stormy gray of the sky,
And light feathery specks
Cling to her eyelashes.
Clouds of condensation
Form infront of her face.
Swirling crystalized breath
Coming out in puffs from
Parted lips, dry and cracked.
The crunch of a thin layer of ice
Coating over the fresh fallen snow.
Beneath the snow are the fallen leaves
From fall
Beneath the leaves is frozen brown grass
From summer
Beneath the grass are sleeping tulip bulbs
From spring
The small girl watches the seasons change
Into winter
She smiles,
her soft cheeks flushed a warm pink.
Watching as the first snow falls.
 PsychWardPanda · Sat Jan 17, 2009 @ 07:37pm · 0 Comments |
