Lazily the flakes fall down
outside the window panes…
and my thoughts drift
like fallen snow
across the windswept land

to days of rain
and days of pain
so many years ago…

The memories float
into my mind
on anniversary’s morn…
So quietly, like cotton fluff,
they flutter all around.

The springtime flurries
twirl and swirl
much like my memories…

They ebb and flow
like spring-time snow--
the thoughts of time they slow…
sometimes fluffed with heaven’s tears
and sometimes arrows’ stings

but softly now,
they float--  they coat--
and breathe of angel’s wings…

leaving stillness in the air
and peace within my heart…
My thoughts of you will not dissolve
like springtime snow will do;
because, my boy,

I know our bond
transcends
beyond this veil…

My baby boy,
who once was born,
now lives in heaven again…
and I can smile and live on
with spring upon my heart.