Saturday, November 5, 2011

define me.

I never liked when it snowed
especially when the leaves were green
and the snow comes
making the trees break and bend
with the weight of its white existence

And with the snow comes


unexplained, sudden and harsh

Ronan sat on the couch
across from me
I perched myself on the ottoman
as I rubbed his little feet
he moved his foot and curled his toes
to the touch of my hand

and as I did this
memories came back
memories that I have tried
to suppress or dissect

dressing him as a newborn
putting on socks

what a small insignificant memory

and as death cab chimed in the background


the tears rolled down my cheeks


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