After dusting the cobwebs from my memories of winters in the past, this is what I found.
When This You Read, Remember Me
Remember when winters never seemed long?
Cold? What cold? We were young; we were strong.
With every new snowfall, remember the thrill
of tugging our sleds up the nearby hills?
Remember the outdoor skating rink,
with its indoor wood stove and hot cocoa to drink?Remember our snow forts, and hiding inside
from those boys who threw snowballs at us from outside?
Remember plucking icicles from the balustrade,
and using them to decorate the snowmen we made?
Remember how we laughed, our breath frosting the air?
Ice balls on our mittens, our scarves…in our hair.
The winters, they were never so long back then,
when they were shared by the best of friends.
Here’s to you, Sue, my best friend then and always.