I saw no beauty in winter only cold,
grey,
the loneliness and isolation;
now I see the snowflakes
on your lashes.
The crunch of snow
under my feet that echoes in my mind,
like the sensation of your laugh;
the sun that rises bright,
luminous,
like the shine of your big smile,
as the snow begins to fall;
I see beauty in winter
because now I see
you.