Snow

If I go out in the morning snow

In my pajamas and my winter coat

And take from the house our darker thoughts

And take away the memory of loss

And if I drop them into the snow

Will we never find them anymore?

To see him

To see him happy

To see him

To see him happy

In the same field where we have stood

To see your brother fly away in spring

In a light blue and silver plane

Now the snow has covered everything

I think we will be made clean like the snow

I think we will become new like the snow

To see him

To see him happy

To see him

To see him happy

Some winters are harder than others

We are going to take our cameras

And look through at black trees with empty arms

And sled tracks wandering as we are

To see him

To see him happy

To see him

To see him happy