the next two winters were the best ones,
wouldn't you agree?
we were so close,
my mother had said we may as well had been joined at the waist.
do you remember that one day when it snowed so hard thatschool was cancelled,
yet somehow we still managed to convince our mothers to let us outside to ride out bikes?
we rode side by side in the snow,
your orange bike trailing not far behind my own red one.
your back pack was filled with band aids,
'just in case you hurt yourself again' you had told me,
only packing them to make sure that we would be okay.
you didn't care about what would happen to you
yet as long as i was safe you were happy.
we found a spot underneath a tree in the local park
and set up our bikes near the base of the tree.
you tipped your orange back pack out onto the ground,
spilling band aids and packets of biscuits everywhere.
you searched around to find a scarf and some rocks you had coloured black
with the markers i had gotten you last christmas.
we spent all day at the park until darkness fell making a snow family.
you stayed until the first day of spring when the trees had began to blossom.
i remember you placing the cherry blossom petals in my hair
and cooing about how 'cute' i looked.
your father watched us from the door step,
calling you back after hearing you say that.
you just smiled at me and told me there was nothing to worry about.
i wish you had never left that winter.
