Cover Me

Cold, white snow
cover me,
in a blanket of purity
with flakes of truth
that are unique.
C
over me
so that I may rest
untroubled
beneath your softness,
dormant, safe, undisturbed.
I know spring will come
and I will
burst into life again
but for now
cover me.

©1988 Sharron R. McMillan

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