Winter Beside me

A brush of the fresh air,

Through the car window,

Music flowing like a singer's voice,

And I listen,

Until the light turns green,

The snow falling down,

The ivy on the buildings fading,

Waiting for spring,

Like me,

Then the lights blind,

The Screams,

The cries,

The sirens,

And the reports on the radio,

And I know,

It reached me,

The loss I never thought would happen,

But It did,

And now the winter,

has claimed me.