Snow Child, Her Legend

they thought she would always be.
never melting into light.
that April could not hurt her

though they knew she was made of snow;
she was theirs.
their very own.

snow child.
faintly her cheecks of pink glowed
but this was sunset pink

sadly they said to each other later
how could we think
she was already leaving

they cry and they cry
when she'd only
just arrived.

mary angela douglas 20 october 2017