Angel kisses
softly frolic in frigid air
and settles upon frozen earth
as children scamper trying to
catch them on their tongues
instead, they land on misty eyelashes
blending with tears that form
a healing balm that gently brush
cherry-red cheeks in mid-winter chill.
Frozen naked branches reach out
to capture a frosty kiss
as it flutters haphazardly about
in a carefree aerial cotillion
some caress out-stretched limbs
with cyrstal radiant smiles
reflecting in the sun rays
others are wind blown
in fields where lovers lay,
creating snowangels.
Content,
they colonize for the night
alight upon rooftops,
mailboxes and windowsills,
cradling the wintry world
with a white blanket of tenderness,
as the country sleeps comfortably
beneath showers of winter kisses
God's peaceful gift.
Author: Madeleine Armstrong
Maine
12.05.00
