Blanket of Snow

Today, we bury the past
under a blanket of snow

What better way to leave this earth
than to close your eyes in the sun

and three days later
walk in the snow with God.

Your hand will be held forever
by the woman you lived for and
who lived for you.

Your days on this earth are marked
forever in time
in the spirit of those you have left
in your wake

They will carry on your legacy
in the snow, the rain and the sun

and laugh all the way to the next
wave that will carry them safely to shore.