Winter Remnants

Bitter shapes taking place in their puzzle space on the ground
Crunch, crunch, crunch
My feet break the bones of their structure
As I make my way
The chilled air squeezes itself into my lungs
I see the proof leave my mouth
In out, in out, in out
The bare-boned trees fill the landscape
Speckled green lays throughout
Above me is a swirl of blue and gray
The sun hides behind a large cotton cloud
When I hold the frozen bliss
My hands capture the biting cold
Then quickly the flakes soften into a
River of water
It flows from my grasp back from
Where it came
I watch as it disappears
Winter stains my coat wet
My eyes moist
My throat dry
My nose red
The earth white