Freshly fallen winters virgin snow
casting small white particles of
angel dust against the pane of
my broken heart
Looking into the white caps of
the evergreens tips, I can recall
the nights the pine would wisper
our names, now only in the cold
blustery wind, can bring to view
the constant reminder of what is now
left to weather out the coldnes you
have left within me
As each new born day came and went
so did the sun rise with it, eventually the
days were now longer enabling the
snow to now thaw and bring forth
a new season filling the valley
below with an aray of freshly
new born flowers of hope
Like the days of the glistening snowcaped
pines, and warmth of the sun that shed its
hope, our love was seasoned, within its own
time of moments that will stay in our own
hearts for an eternity of seasons beyond......
Bonnie Collins
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/eternity-of-seasons-beyond/
