The city buried
In three feet of snow...

To take a step
Out into the open...

"Sticks and stones
May break my bones&quot...

How can three words
Three small words...

Once before
We existed without time...

I have always seen my life in stages
And I have always seen these stages...

Chocolate covered
Dripping off the wooden spoon...

Green leaves sway silver into the navy distance
Coming in, going out...

A day of days
Stained sweet like roses...