Mourning Skies

Snowfall

When I was young, I lived in a very big house
Many memories have been blurred and distorted
By my father's rage
And my mother's fear
Both masking my past
Like a translucent shower curtain
Each memory is still blurred
But I do remember
The snow

As I stood at the window of my passed uncle's room
Where the spotlight reflected off of every snowflake
Like shards of brilliant glass
I guess it's ironic now that I think of it
His demise came with shattered glass on the road
And here I was
Admiring a similar beauty

Perhaps that's how we all start out
We can see such beauty in everything
And the biggest worry was
If you'd miss your favorite show
After bedtime
Then the switch is flicked into overdrive
As your parent's relationship
Your entire family
Your home
Your perfect life
Turns out to be not even close to perfect
The drinking
The fighting
The hitting
The incessant moving still swirls
The fluids in my head
Because there was never a moment's rest

The light snow fall I had fallen in love with
Much reminds me
That things can slow down
And no matter how fast time seems to go by
There is still the snow
So slow
Falling
And the beauty remaining
That all we be well in the end