My Season of You

Your season brought you to me You traveled on a winter's wind So crisp, refreshing, the possibility of you You floated lightly across my mind and into my heart It's as if you weren't real, then you weren't real As mysteriously as you came, you left Leaving with me thoughts of you; how you'd be when I finally met you ...kind, considerate, strong, thoughtful I'd imagined you so many ways... most of all, here I felt your warmth through your eyes; your smile But, I sensed sadness; a pain that I reached for to free you But I couldn't free you, but Him I could only make it soft ... until He came ... to lighten your burden ... and He came when I wasn't looking You knew and didn't tell me But, you tried in special ways and it worked I look back and still have you, but never did ... but still do ... signs of you ... feelings of you ... memories of you A season's memory