Snow Angels
Here I lie in the solace of my bed
Wrapped up in these sheets of grey
Looking out past the frosted glass
Out into the pitch dark of night
Oh the white puffs falling down
Little cotton balls so fluffy
So pure
Blanketing the barren ground
Brightening up the darkened night
Remembering our time together
those little snow ball fights
you putting snow down my back
you're first snow angel
How I want those days back
Here I lie in the solace of my bed
wondering
could you?
would you?
Still be mine
I know it feels right
Only time will tell
if you'll be my snow angel
Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2014
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