Deborah M. Hodgetts
Perpetual Snow - Poem by Deborah M. Hodgetts
Perpetual Snow (Title)
He’s numb from the waist down,
and doesn’t care.
Why I love him?
I do not know
His love for me died long ago.
Like leaves covered, in perpetual snow.
This love is breaking: row on row.
As ice forms at the roots below.
This rosy smile: a distant glow.
While this love lies in perpetual snow.
Copyright © 2014 Deborah M. Hodgetts
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