High School: Honorable Mention

A Love Like Winter

As sharp as a knife, the wind cuts through

At twenty degrees, I may die, it’s true

The December sky, blue and gray

The sun is shining, less than a ray

The wind blows harder, I loose myself

I can’t hear or see a thing, I plead for help

Hands like ice grip my own

Pulling me close, I know I’m not alone

The wind blows fierce, whipping my hair around my face

I loose my breath, almost like after a race

Then, a soft murmuring in my ear

I give a questioning look, for I cannot hear

He speaks again, his eyes soft and gentle

I grip the locket around my neck, it’s meaning sentimental

Then it hits me like a bullet to my chest

I thought he’d left, not so, I guess

He says he loves me, but is it the truth?

He says it like he did when we were in our youth

His icy hands on either side of my cheeks

It’s been days I dreamt of this moment, months and even weeks

I stumble closer to him, as if about to fall

Who said that its better to have loved and lost

I wish that I had never loved at all

by

Samantha Lester