A Joyful Requiem

A Poem by Kealland

The stars must have had dust to shed
To blanket the world in such a cloak of white;
A cloak that glistened upon my head
As, in the forest, we stood that night.

The cold hung over the coated ground
As you told me of our love lost,
And how emotion misplaced can never be found
Or regained at any cost.

You left me alone to think on what you said
When suddenly I realized this was no surprise.
Too long had our affections been dead,
This was truly a blessing in disguise.

I stayed In Winter's cold embrace
For a little while more,
A smile brightening my face,
Shackles breaking, free to soar.