Up on looking up
taking in the crisp air
That one last inhale felt
As if it froze
her thoughts
That seemed to be racing
All day
As her face felt pinched
As cold snowflakes brushed
Her skin
But a warmth enveloped her
For the thought frozen
Was of the hot sun
Which was filtered by
Gray skies and winter winds
In a blink of an eye
She knew winter was passing
Because of her thought
Not because of what she saw
In front of her
Beyond the present
If you looked at her face
You too can feel the warmth
For she was meant to
Walk among the hot breeze
Of the sun
For her skin was born
Kissed by rays of warmth
And her smile by burning embers
Created by the fire in her heart
Exhaling
all just melted before her