Listening For Your Truck

When it snows I go for a walk

Down the road we traveled on

Memories float through my mind

Unique as the snowflakes in the air

You were my warmth

My heart is always cold now

I stand and watch

Listening

Hoping beyond hope

I will hear your truck

See your handsome smiling face

Feel your warm embrace

I stand and watch

And listen

Only the soft sound

Of snow touching the ground

E.A.Fussell

09172016