Early Snow - Collaboration With Chris Green
Winter came early that year
Between colours of the rainbow
snowflakes maneuvered
floated up
whirled down
Frigid winds chilled our smiles
as drifts line the pathway
of fresh footprints
indentations
two by two
You asked me for some warmth
I offered you my mittens
Because my hands
were needed
for snowballs
That is when you began giggling
then kissed me shivering
I closed my eyes
Forgetting
The cold
On your hair snowflakes played
hide and seek, behind us
the undergrowth
surprisingly
split and
Whap, you hit me with a snow ball
when I wasn’t looking
I reached down
with my hand
and scooped
You up, and while holding you tightly
fell in the snow backwards...
Two smiling, overheated
frantically flailing
snow angels
***
October 15, 2017
Copyright © Chris Green and Darren White
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