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
emotion
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
Transatlanticism
the tears rolled down my cheeks
A.A.
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