First snow fell while I slept

In my mama’s bed

And it was colder this year

Some of the sparkle

Diminished because she wasn’t here

Mama left in summer

One day before the Autumnal Equinox

One day before her birthday

She left in the bed in which I sleep

She was wonderful and small

She died alone when no one was watching

Which was so often the case

(No one watched enough)

Someone so familiar

I maybe never knew at all

She loved winter and Christmas

And decorations and carols

None of this makes much sense

I’m only trying to say

She missed the first snow this year

And it’s left me shivering and  frozen

And dreading cold and carols