Seemed a fragment of my imagination
For the longest period of time.
With little hands I filled the sheets with color
With strokes of white and blue on the canvas
I painted it and yearned to get into the picture
To touch the snow that I painted white.
With hopes pinned and dreams in my eyes
I finally see you..so magnificent and ethereal
As if the gods have carved each bend on you.
Words seem short of letting you know how beautiful you are
But I know one thing that you are more alluring
Than what I drew you.