Watching the snow fall
I recall
winters of the past
times that seemed to last
making angels in the snow
I look back and I know
that fond memories show
the way things were then and how we grow
So gazing at the falling snow again
I begin to smile …
I am going to make a snow angel next time
the reasons and seasons and rhymes
slip away before our eyes
so from now on I’ll try
to catch the moment
make it last
soon it will be a memory in the past …
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