A Winter Love

Alejandro R. Robles, Mexico

Alejandro is a teacher at the Secundaria Tec de Monterrey, Campus Zacatecas. He teaches English, World History and People and Nations at this bilingual junior high school.

What shall I say when the winter comes...
What shall I do when the wind calls up thy name.
The passing of the nightlight that often stare...
that gaze and passes...upon my face.
Often I feel thee...
But I could not stare.
Often the winds remind me how close
The nature of things shall always shall be...
The sunlight up in the creek always reminds me
How close were we.
Sometimes I see the sparrow flocks
Swirling in the skies
Singing, flopping, dancing...
The smell of pines bring the hive
Bees crossing the path way
By the riverside, and yet I don't see thee...
The scent of flowers crosses in front of me
Sweetens the cluster memories of thee...
What shall I say when the winter comes...
Memories of you fill in the air.
Whatever I do wherever I go there's always
Something reminding ...of you...
Sometimes I feel thee....
The winter closes.....
My heart is pounding, aching, mourning... slowing...
My memory is fading, breaths slowly fading...
And there I see thee...
What will They say when the winter comes...