Slippers In The Snow

Peaceful

Lay your head to rest

The mountain climbed

The summit reached

A reel of moments plays on rewind

Quiet burden endured

How odd this sense of welcoming

Grateful for release

"Because I could not stop for death,

He kindly stopped for me;

The carriage held but just ourselves

And Immortality"-Emily Dickinson

Hurdle through the night no light

No time to rest or stop on this hasty flight

The day arrives

Wearing slippers in the snow

I see the footprints leading to home

Pages yellow & dry

A calendar suspending time

Memories kindling a cherished spell

As pain dissolves in a trail of tears