Footprints in the Snow

Footprints in the Snow (7)

Footprints in the Snow (7)

I threw the cigarette butt into the 

Snow

and slid down the embankment

Snow

filled my boots

and went up my back

I let out a little

scream

as I stopped

at the bottom

He turned

staring at me

I stood and brushed the snow from

my pants

and

my coat

He started to walk toward me

ignoring the 

Footprints

creating his own straight line

I knew the face

It was stored in a dark

recess

of my mind

but

I knew the face

He was in front of me

just a few feet of

undisturbed Snow

between us

I knew the face

A tear rolled down my face

as the memories

flooded back to me

I knew the face

it was the face

I had loved once

the face

I have always loved

the face

I will always love

He stepped across the undisturbed

Snow

that stood between us

connecting the 

Footprints

“Donna?”

“Richard?”

We held each other

in the open field

in the 

middle

of 

Footprints in the snow

a single set

a straight line

now complete

December 15, 2013