Soft lights reflect off the curve of an eye
A gentle snow flake rests on a lash

The steam of a breath 
Floating on the wind
The tip of a tiny child’s nose 
Lifted towards the sky 

The simple innocence of a child watching snow
It’s enough to make you cry 

They don’t know the world the way we do 
In that moment all they know is joy 
All they see is snow