“Falling Snow” by Robert O. Adair


The falling snow
floats past my windowpane,
the falling snow
so light and feathery!
Bright sunlight shines across
this clean white scene.
Cheering dour winter's
drear, cold days.
How I miss not having you
to share this with,
to kiss your cheek
and hold you close!
Ah! For the sound
of a voice
forever still.