1. Powder

You didn't have gloves.

You didn't have gloves, but you

Picked up the snow anyway.

The perfect, two-day-old snow,

Like powder…

Picked it up with both hands, then

Threw it up into the air as I

Spun around, arms outstretched.

Your hands must have been so cold.

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2. Snow Globe

And for the very first time,

The metaphorical 'bubble' I

Placed myself in with the

Hopes of staying safe,

Felt more like a snow globe;

And here was I-

Not afraid to spin

Out of control.

Not afraid of hitting

The dome's border head-on…

An accomplishment in itself.

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3. Nostalgia

I usually get discouraged by

How small I am…

But this rare moment of

Happiness made me want to

Wear my hair in pigtails,

Made me think of the long-ago.

I think I may have even

Laughed, a little.

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4. Golashes

Eyes closed, cheeks pink…

Spinning around like

A little girl.

I smiled at how much

I had needed this, as I

Kicked at small clumps of ice

With my golashes.

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4. Powder (Reprise)

Your hands must have been so cold…

You didn't have gloves.

You didn't have gloves, but you

Picked up the snow anyway.

Snow, perfect like powder.

And I spun around, and I

Laughed a little, and

Thank you so much for that.

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A/N: written for a dear friend, Mike Long, and written from an event that took place on Tuesday, after school. I'd been having a really craptastic week, and prolly without knowing it, he cheered me up. Thanks man. x