Black Scarf
It's been 30 years.
Wearing you since childhood,
we tasted many snowflakes,
saw many New Year ball drops,
and made countless snow angels.
You always dance when the wind blows.
You're a shadow wrapped around my neck
as you have always been with me.
Our favorite activity was to climb up a hill
on wintery nights sitting on a rock
and looking at the city from above
as if they're northern lights on the ground.
Watching every candle blown out down there
we return home from the darkness
and sleep to prepare for another adventure.
Copyright © Vermillion Scythe | Year Posted 2018
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