My December Poem by Shemaine English

My December

Rating: 5.0


You leave
as the snow
begins
to fall.

I watch your back
as you walk,
further
and further
away
from me.

A snowflake
brushes my cheek
as softly
as the brush
of a finger tip.

It reminds
me
of you.

Maybe,
you'll return
next
December.

I'll look
for you,
when the snow
falls
once
again.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Teresa Dearing 31 March 2009

Sad, but not without hope. T

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Greensboro, North Carolina
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