Nick Ruff Poet Rhyme

Snow In March

We walked quickly up the road—
The steep hill by your parents' house;
We talked and laughed just like we had,
As snow still lingered on the ground

I looked for rocks that I could keep,
To mark the week so quickly spent,
Within your home, and in your arms,
So that my heart would not forget

We walked until we reached the woods,
And sat beneath the towering pines—
A sanctuary that seemed to me,
More holy than every church combined

I wished that I could have more time,
To sit in silence in the snow,
Reflecting on the love we shared,
But knew that soon I’d have to go.

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