With the road a ribbon of white velvet.
The flaky snow made the night so white;
And covered the world in a heavenly glow.
And the lake was frozen as if to bear
A parade of dancers on its smooth floor.
As lovers dance hand in hand,
Eyes locked deep in a steady smile.
The ghosts of dancers from long lost loves
Fade away before mine eyes.
A gentle breeze flew all around
Taking the snow flakes round and round.
The world at this moment was beauty entralled;
To lose this moment was a price too steep.
Miles go on for ever and e'er;
My life ain't a road but the beauty it holds.
This is a second thought to the poem "Stopping by the woods on a snowy evenng" by Robert Frost. For those who have not read it, you should.
