Meander in the Snow meander down, snow inbound, path unplowed, mind enshroud. gone are the leaves, the sun sets early over the eaves, wind swept in cold air, and in my head the echoing memories blare. crunch of frozen, wet foliage underfoot, snow covers all the trees past the roots, loving the sight of my breath before my eyes, as I am crippled by those miserable cries. dusk settles in over the folly, the world crows, uneasily in its new melancholy, walking in past footsteps through the dimlit, retrace my pitiful mistakes that I did commit. blinded by the night, tripping over snow bites, and there I saw a pale winter wight. come to claim my frozen heart, I had it in my hands, with my organ I did part, and that sprite took me out of the dark, and from there on a journey I did embark. 12/8/21 – Andy McRae