Echoes in the Snow

Snowflakes drift on whispers light,

Silver stars in frozen flight.

By the lake where cold winds sing,

Friends stand close in winter’s ring.

Footsteps print on icy ground,

Soft as secrets, lost then found.

Laughter rises, warm and bright,

Melting through the endless white.

Frozen glass, the lake below,

Holds our faces in its glow.

Skates carve echoes, fleeting, free—

Traces left in memory.

Fingers numb, but hearts still bold,

Stories shared in hands we hold.

Seasons shift, the cold may stay,

But friendship never fades away.

— poem by Darwin Del Fabro