snowvember? not here
just the quiet stroll we lost
when we had children

nostalgia beckons
as we walk memory lane
our steps measure years

with each one, we search,
measure moments made for them
there’s no going back

some shops have changed, closed
vanished behind snowy doors
how harsh, winter’s sting

others, just the same
thousand-year flood resistant
just like he and i

the snow leads us home
to a house empty of screams
sound gone, i miss them

the quiet stroll lost
has changed faces with seasons
now love floods our lives