And it snowed...

Every year she visits her grand pa in winter,

He held her hand for a walk,

They go easy, nice and slow,

Winter chills, white clouds, green trees and red cheeks,

That feeling that she will get to see the snow...

 

Every time the hills turned white,

She wasn't around,

for she had gone back to her hometown.

But Grandpa was certain and sure,

The day isn't far, snow and she shall be here,

16 years is a long wait after all...

 

And this year it snowed,

the year was different though,

she was here and so was snow,

but Grandpa wasn't around,

for he had left for clouds to call the snow...

 

And yes when it snowed, she did smile,

So did He,

not holding her hand, but guarding her,

up from the heaven,

and they took a walk together in snow...

- Prashant Goel