Whisper my name –

A last wish, one of the same. 

Our boots are a single pair,

one set meant for two to share. 

Each tree, stumble, and tear 

The very essence of this affair –

What we cannot see gives us light;

a promise of a new day’s delight. 

May you whisper my name,

as I call snowflakes to me in pain. 

Published by alhoppa

Simply put, I'm a thirty something single mom of three young boys with a passion for reading and writing. Writing, and reading for that matter, has been a passion since elementary school when a friend and I had our short collection of poetry published through the school where it was on display in the library for an entire year. While I still enjoy poetry, my love has grown into short stories and full length novels. Tag along for the journey, it'll be documented here every step of the way.

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