Shattered years

If I could freeze
the snow in midair

to hold your smile
that lit up the room
those many days gone…

If I could seize
the hands on the clock

to bottle your sigh,
that summoned the spring,
a heart drop away…

I only I could

the years
would have glistened
and not
have been shattered.

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