Snowy Grave -Teddy's Journey Ii-

The cold,
	It bites, stings, and burns. 
	And yet, 
	I stay as the night turns. 

	Even now,
	I can’t feel even your spirit.
	You’ve wandered,
	So far away, I see it. 

	Despite it,
	I can’t feel a bit of happiness.
	I want you,
	I know that I am being selfish.

	I’d smile,
	Wondering how you would react,
	To see me,
	A new being and in tact. 

	But now,
	You’re just a concrete block.
	In town,
	I can hear the bell ring for the clock.

I can’t stay,
	For I don’t know what I am.
	What am I?
	Am I a child’s toy or a human?

	The sun,
	It begins to rise, signaling to me. 
	It’s time,
	For me to leave you be. 

	I say my eternal goodnight, as you begin to degrade,
	And walk away to find my way in life’s parade.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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