A single tear falls from the sky.
The clouds shiver and let out a sigh.
The wind they blow turns the falling tears to snow,
As they softly fall around your feet.
You stand in silence as the clouds continue to cry,
The snow builds up on the street in front of you.
This blistering cold, to you, feels nice.
And as the warmth from you is willingly let go,
You choose to stand and freeze.
And be covered in the ever forgiving warm snow.
As the day becomes night,
The shadow of you mellow out of sight,
You make no sound anyone would hear,
And to all, it would seem that you would just disappear.
And no one would miss you, everything would be alright.
As the cold covers over you and your colors softly turn to white.
Poet of the River
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/turning-to-the-forever-white-sad/
