Snowfall Grave:Poem

A blanket of white lace encased the quiet and seemingly empty landscape...

The cold winds bit harshly at whatever being it may encounter...

Footsteps are untraceable in this cruel yet beautiful portrait...

A lone traveler walks upon the mounds, shivering from the cold...

Frost bite had hit its target; the traveler's body racked with the slow killing death and soon all goes numb...

The traveler walked on, his raggedy scarf and coat billowing in the wind...

A few feet away, a small grave stood, freshly dug and reburied...

The name on the headstone seemingly forever crystallized in  block of clear diamonds that hung upon it...

The glass twinkles in the fading dim light...

The traveler stops at the grave, falling to his knees...

Sobs of anguish rack his frozen and nearly dead body...

The winds are then upon him, freezing his cascading tears...

The only sound is the whipping chains of Jack Frost and the man's sobs...

The lone traveler takes out a small teddy bear, and places it upon the grave's headstone...

A moment of complete utter silence sounded...

As if the world had stopped spinning and all was still...

The winds seem to whisper to him, "I love you, Daddy..."