you were lately spotted wearing;
your best smile
tossing and throwing
the snow
and that bird high up in the tree
that you hit;
was me

"I slept too long, what a shame";
I cried out
but you didn't hear
my voice
and that painful song that you sang
in the snow;
was ours

When my wings soared through the sky
tears of mine
felt to the ground; alas
my being
and that agonizing truth
that you died;
is mine (alone)