My December Poem by Shemaine English

My December

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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.

Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: snow
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Teresa Dearing 31 March 2009

Sad, but not without hope. T

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