Remember Poem by Valerie Anderson

Walking on a mantle of white snow.
Cold, frosted grass crunching under my feet.
Snow falling from the sky, in a natural flow.
Where the snow and the ground meet.

Trees glazed with a silvery blanket.
A single bird chirping somewhere up ahead.
I can remember the last time we met.
Together, our hearts were the ones who led.

I push my head back to the graying sky.
Catching ice cold snowflakes on my tongue.
I look down and there was a fawn so meak and shy.
My breath was bursting with cold in my lung.

The fawn pranced away.
So graceful, without any effort.
I t walks to a pine tree, and beneath it, it lay.

I turn around and start walking back.
Remembering the sweet pine scents.
And open the door to my shack.

Remember the snow seemed to whisper.
Remember the bird cooed.
Remember the wind howled.
Remember the sky echoes.
Remember.