Snow’s Quick(Write) Quill

by Snow Quill


A Beginning

Pitter patter,
Splish splash,
The sky is closed,
The clouds are heavy,
And the rain that started long ago,
continues.

Pitter patter,
A streak of light,
Illumination!
Then nothing
My eyes readjust to the dark night.

Pitter patter,
Curled beneath a leaf,
Crying, 
Shaking, 
Wondering, 
Why me?

Pitter patter,
WHOOSH,
The wind blows
And I am left cold.

Pitter patter,
Clip clop,
The sound of dainty hooves passing,
Fading,
And leaving me behind.

Pitter patter,
Is this to be it then?
Left behind once again,
Without even the chance of a friend.

Pitter patter.
I could not blame them,
For who am I but a strange little creature,
Lost in the world. 
I could be anyone,
Anything,
They were right to move on.

Pitter…
Then nothing,
No more rain,
No more wet,
Has release finally come for me?

No more pitter,
No more patter,
No more splish or splash.
No more cold, 
No more lonely.

Only, 
A mare.
Wrapped in her wings, 
Warmed by her love,
She takes me home

And she calls me


‘Angel’.