
It’s a miniature snowflake filled dome
but it keeps her home
all year long.
When loneliness knocks on my heart
I pick it up
gently shake her awake.
Once again we walk along
the river bank
singing an unforgotten song.
When frustration settles within my mind
I merely reflect back to better times
see those like trees upon the water.
With pride and a soft smile
she brightens my steps towards
another new year
as I reach to pick her up
whisper, I miss you dear.
Happy New Year <)
burn baby burn