A girl stood still at the end of a street,
staring at the wonders of her world.

A blinking light, slowly fading,
watches the most heartbreaking meet.

She kneels-
he wipes her tears,
those that have a mind of their own,

She gasps-
he holds her close,
keeping her warm in the cold.

Time stands still as all watch,
two in an embrace;
clouds cry, wind howls,
as father lets go, turns around, waves.

Invisible footprints-
six feet under snow,
she falls- the light dies,
but rivers continue to flow.