peppermint tea

Snowflakes
delicate
twists of air
concealing
the path behind us

Our footprints
scattered haphazardly
among the silent trees
strands of fractured light
ribboned and woven through 
their seemingly
lifeless
branches

Glass words
that quickly shatter
in the frosty air
our breath
forming puffs of laughter
that evaporate
before
we can catch them
slip them 
into our pockets

your hand
in mine
my hand 
in yours

Watching

as a red fox gingerly
prances through the snow

A perfect day

Never forgotten
no
one
has to know