Slippers In The Snow (Tiles)

Peaceful Lay your head to rest The mountain climbed The summit reached A reel of moments plays on rewind Quiet burden endured How odd this sense of welcoming Grateful for release "Because I could not stop for death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves And Immortality"-Emily Dickinson Hurdle through the night no light No time to rest or stop on this hasty flight The day arrives Wearing slippers in the snow I see the footprints leading to home Pages yellow & dry A calendar suspending time Memories kindling a cherished spell As pain dissolves in a trail of tears