wildcat

In the woods,

All is silent but for the twinkling sounds of falling snow

Flakes descending, like crystals 

They are bejeweled with angles that dazzle and delight, so delicate

Each one unique among millions.

I remember you, now

Though I don’t see you anymore.

Memory is the only choice.

The time on Easter when you ate one of the eggs us children ran searching to find

The world is full of problems. It made the man wonder why he bothered to get up in the morning. The sun was shining — but it was too bright. And was it possible for that baby across the street to wail any louder?

There is a road that winds endlessly on and on; it does not stop, yet in some places it becomes hard to follow.

You're there, so close

I'm reaching

You're in my grasp

You're slipping

I'm holding tight

Not tight enough

Land far below

Too far

You're falling