On the Day I Learned You Died
- One minute read - 123 wordsOn the Day I Learned You Died
I go out into the winter night
A mist of snow kisses my face
Snow covered tree limbs arch over the street and sidewalks
Light bounces between the street and the trees
I can see for blocks inside this tunnel of light
But can see little outside of its walls
Scrape
Scrape
Scrape
A rhythm I know well
I walk half a block before finding
A dark shadow shoveling the sidewalk
Another figure pops out of the darkness
A mirror of my own
The same burdened posture
The same plodding walk
I nearly laugh
A rabbit darts away as I approach
Each of us appear and disappear
Into the winter night
Kissed by snow