snowflake

i remember one day

we walked up to the highway

and you held my hand

we walked along the highway

and it ran beside the lake

so big

so flat

so great

you held my hand

on along the highway

we got to an old stone home

it stood out so all alone

against a great field

all covered with snow

and i don't remember who

the woman you introduced me to

or why we were there

or what we were there to do

she told me to go explore

the quiet rooms

the cold floors

i froze upstairs

i heard a voice

a-from a room closed with a locked door

and then from downstairs i heard my name

you said it's time we got going"