S and W 
Bookend a no 
And keep it from 
Escaping 

Winter is falling  
Upon hills forgotten 
Now transformed  
Ramps of my dreams 

Ben returns  
To this moment 
For his feast 
For he has been starved 

Puffing as I play  
With giddy feelings 
Banished 
From a serious life 

The thickening snow 
Disguises  
My uncontrolled 
Explosion 

I just look mad 
And overgrown 
Free 
Running 

I’ve grown so far away
From this 
The boy who ran and played
Till fingers fell numb 

So I’ll wait  
Till the light fades
And pretend 
For a little longer 

Don’t leave  
My glimpse  
Of a younger time 
In the glistening white