A white church stands still, Silently asking us to, Be kind to ourselves.
Trust is the key that, Unlocks the door to friendship, Do you change the lock?
Great white banks of snow, Frosting heaped on a cake that, Only nature bakes.
What we build right now, Is a foundation for the, Dreams of the future.
Thank you to all those, Who share good things with us all, You brighten my day.
Time is a monster, That takes from us all we love, But gives us that love.
Poisoned images, Work their way into our hearts, What are we sharing?