Not long before…
I remember the days of flip-flops and long beach walks
Of skirts that swiveled around my waistline
And colors that grew on my garden vine.

As I sit down sipping on some hot tea
I look out today, my face frowns to see…
Standing naked in my yard
Fighting the cold, wind & beyond
She looks at me with her arms weak
says,” This is nature and its meant to be.”

I look away from the tree,
trying to ignore the sight
hoping to find a ray of light.

A Strong wind comes gusting at the window
And what comes next fills me with smiles I know
Little flakes, oh snowflakes white
With every wonder, shape and size

As I unlock the door and step outside
falling from the sky they disappear into nowhere
I try and catch one of each
But as they fall into my hand
All that’s left is just some mist.
So I start walking…. dancing on the bed of snow
Leaving my footprints to know thy way back home!!

- Rush