Winters comming as soon as can be

This time is special to me...

This once was sad and gloom

My Grandmother walked on many years ago

And our creator took her from me

I blamed him/her for many years to come

Then I met someone, that opened my eyes

Realizing I can't despise

Thinking at this time of year, I think of angels

on earth and unseen

When the first crisp snow falls go to your special place

and make your angel in the snow

even though it melts

In minds and in eyes it wont be erased.

And when you do this think of your angels

And if your alone, maybe just maybe

an angel will come to you.

I know this is early and I skipped over some Holidays but ill write on the others.