Winter Sleep

They are sleeping
Sleeping under the snow
Snow like a blanket
Keeps them in the deep sleep

We waddle around them
Or more like, the gravestones
"15 years..."
But that won't make me
Swim across the snow

"All those who have left
have not come back."
A sad parade walks
From the church to the last place
White coffin and red roses

A young boy, dark hair, sad face
Looks at me, puzzled
If this was a movie
I would run to him

I would tell him something inspirational but generic
like "It'll be ok." and
We would kiss and

We would run away
But this is real life
That's what they say
And things don't work like that

I may never see him again
The only thing that's for sure
Is that one day we'll both
End up sleeping under the snow