That Winter's Night
One winter night I waited patiently
for my long-time true love to come to me.
I sat, so snug and warm, and looked outside,
amazed at how much drabness snow can hide.
Much like a tapestry unfurled, the snow
enhanced the night with an appealing glow.
I walked outside to while away the time
till he arrived. The snowflakes felt sublime.
They landed on my face and energized
my spirit. Suddenly I realized—
My love was there. He came and took my hand.
His troubled look, I didn’t understand.
I said, “Let’s stay outside a little while.
The snow’s so glorious.” He tried to smile.
“You don’t seem like yourself. What’s wrong?” I pled.
My whole world was destroyed by what he said.
“It’s not because of anything you’ve done
that I’m not coming back. I’ve met someone . . .”
I stood mute as he vanished from my life,
this man who in just weeks would have a wife.
The snowflakes stung. The magic of the night
had vanished in an instant from my sight.
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