When Snow Becomes Memories

When Snow Becomes Memories? It runs off and departs in haste. Leave behind warm hugs. Standing outside, observing the occupants of the night sky, there we see the past and future. A hundred miles apart, simultaneously in plain sight. Afar like forgiveness in helium-filled balloons,
Ascend toward the night skies. Shifting through all directions of time reveals a future, though it hasn’t happened yet. Nothing to forgive lifts fogs and clouds and melts like crying vapors in a welcoming breeze. Bring precipitation, flurries, and a simpler reminder of more light. Consider the pain of leaving the light snowballs of downfalls in a snowstorm; bits of precipitation on this cool slumber, with a shivering truth holding it so close than you ever held, yourself looking through an ice reflection and watching as she dissolved in silence.