by Sasami

Watching iceskaters
From a snowy glen,
Sitting on the cold
Snow, still in our own
Innocence, running
As children, making
Snow angel imprints
In our happiness,
Throwing snowballs out
Of fun, and we wish
That these blissful days
Would never end.

--Chris Ess / Sasami
written December 1997

Added 26 August 1998

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