• Fallen white purity,
    glowing under twinkling diamonds.
    The dark blue velvet blanket hangs above.

    Crisp air kisses my forehead,
    as I close my glistening eyes,
    and feel the playful wind dance with strands of hair.

    In the quiet silence of the season,
    remembrance tugs at my mind,
    warming my soul despite distances.

    Smiling, I lift my head and gaze upward.
    Then I step back into the lighted door,
    back to the comfort of friends and family.