SNOW

The branches have traded their leaves for white sleeves

Ghosts are made when we take a breath

Christmas lights are tangled in knots

We grab each other and hold on tightly, to keep warm against the cold

The bruises we hide show, like mud beneath the snow.

We hope hard that things will never go

Like young love waiting under mistletoe.

It’s this time of year when we remember that we are

Unconditionally cared for.

We make angels in the snow with a prayer

That the angels will protect us.

As gentle as feathers, the snow piles high

Like fresh plates and clean slates,

The whole world is white

And i wonder if you know

That i’m thinking about you tonight