A Snowy Walk Poem by Alexander Thomas

Beneath a sinking, slumping sun,
Nature serenely sleeping,
Wrapped up for biting, choking cold,
Cheery eyes peeping.

Flimsy steps through frosted flurries,
Our feet thumping,
Arm in arm, a warm tethered charm,
Our hearts bumping.

Over fallow fields of soft sodden rugs,
We be life alone,
Walking through foul fated weather,
Each to thee home.

A shivering, quivering flame inside,
From the breath smoke,
With love shared all clinging ice thaws,
A tender fire to stoke.