It is the first snow without you
the first snow and it is so piercingly cold
The ground is crunchy and the air hurts
my bare fingers as I take pictures
capturing this day
this moment without you
I’m so glad you’re wrapped
in the softest, cosiest blanket
your mama could find
My little snow queen
my glistening beauty
Unique and perfect
as a snowflake
and ever beautiful
The little birds flit about
with their feathers fluffed up
wee puffballs warm for winter
But I soon hurry inside
for my heart
2 thoughts on “Cold Ache”
Photo of the nuts & branches lying on the snowy ground is beautifully textured.
Cold, rugged, lumpy, like the sad seasons of our hearts.
Thank you, Dad. You understood exactly how I felt. Love you.