Do not worry, sweet girl
the snow won’t last too long.
In 6-8 hours it will all be over
and the silenced world will resume its noise.
Do not worry, sweet girl
I wrapped you in the warmest blanket I could find.
The snow will be heavy and thick,
smothering the flowers that rest on your grave.
Do not worry, sweet girl
I will be there in the morning with new ones.
Less Than 1%: Surviving My Stillborn 