Peering out,
through a frosty window.
Watching the snow slowly fall,
to the ground.
A sea of whiteness,
is all that appears to be.
Just sitting here thinking,
where you are now.
Remembering the days,
when you and I spent in the snow.
Building forts and snow men,
chasing each other around in the snow.
Laughing and smiling,
having a great time.
But now I sit here,
all alone thinking about those days.
When we were going to be,
a loving family.
Your son is here,
a beautiful little boy.
Two years of age,
with your amazing blue eyes.
Now why is it every year,
I sit and think about you.
This year is the last,
you left us,
and don't even want us.
I have the best of you,
and he is sitting right here.
I have new,
brighter memories to cover yours.
My son and I,
playing in the snow.
So today I'm finally,
letting you go.
Forever this time,
no need dwelling on the past.
Me and you are done,
and its about time i get on with my life.
( new poem i just recently wrote let me know your thoughts on it...thank you)
