morning with snow

Morning with snow

It had been a cold, clear night, moonlight on icy soil
towards dawn, it clouded over, snow fell soundlessly
shielded the glittering glass of broken windows
In the backyard made the ugly look eerily lovely
Worried about his wife, went into her bedroom, they
had long since shared a bed, she was asleep tired out
she had been hanging up family photos of the past.
She had asked him if she had changed much, referring
to a coloured picture, on the mantlepiece, of herself
as young, not much, darling, he gave her a hug; at eighty
she was looking back as the future has little to offer.
The residence building awoke, voices, a new day began.