Ice and Snow

   

 Ice and snow abound,

       a lonely heart to match.

    Falling,

       falling,

         falling,

           softly snow lands on hair and cheeks.

    No arms to wrap around to melt the cold away,

        no soft smiles directed to me.

    Hidden tears freeze on my cheeks.

    

Cold, alone,

        but I did learn to accept.

    All is well so long as I keep silent,

       as speaking only breaks.

    Frosted skin and hair,

       only glimpse to the protective strength without

           and the bleeding heart within.