frost

faded colors paint the trees
with the familiar smell of winter frost
a brief reminder that change is sudden
it might be hidden but never lost

digging under the frozen dirt
searching deeper until i find
your escaped picture once more
thats been embedded in my mind

so i come to you with momentos
hoping that you can patch this hole
maybe you know a few answers
something that will heal my soul

winds blowing in at higher speed
i feel the temperature dropping still
now facing the reality that what was buried
has been coded and always will