A Wish of Remembrance

I made a wish

on cold Winter’s night

when there were no stars

nor moon in sight.

The air was dark

my breath was white

a thousand trees

did block my sight.

My wish was made

on a flake of snow,

to be remembered

whence I go,

And I set the speck

to fly again

carried on

that cold North Wind.

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