the snow began to fall today.
softly floating to the ground.
i watched the flakes in my daughter’s eyes;
like a billion stars in the sky.
a white blanket covers the ground now,
almost giving the illusion of warmth.
the sky is gray, elderly looking;
i wish i could stay longer.



there are voices here
soft and subtle
under the surface
afraid to speak

there are faces here
dark and stoic
under the facades
afraid to peek

there are people here
cold and dead
underneath the world
afraid to live