Snowfall Deep Poem by Jearend Guyver

falling, lightly a breath's pressure
Barely there, a night veiled quiver
Melting cold, wetness on
face and neck, passing shivers

Black, heavy foreboding clothes
Wrap mourners from head
Flowing down, bowed shoulders
Past chest and legs to black leather toes

Whisper of priests's voice
Droning on
Shuffle of feet on snow
Memories, shared, background sad song

The coffin echoes
White, bright as
The snow falling light
We say our last goodnight

Goodnight.