SNOWY MAPLES

I bear the snowflakes, cutting through my veins their icy chill like knives, leaving scars all over, deep cut wounds oozing no cell sap Already frozen, a brittle leaf, I fall down to earth making a thud All I need, a blanket of love, transferring warmth, miniscule though I am aware, my glorious days are far over my pristine glory will never return. But bid me adieu, in a respectable way hold me tight in your embrace, caress my cheeks for a while rub my face with your warm palms, I wish not to go into a mound without a few tears. © 2021