I knew it as soon as I swept my feet down the path
this was Sihle's snow
and my heart remembered a little girl
two Christmases ago
sweeping the feathery light snow
to the wind
with her gloves
catching it and seeing it dance and flit
letting it fall on her upturned face
eyes blinking for the joy of it
her laughter caught up
forever in my heart
I love how God brings back the moments
they are never lost
and My Abba Father knew
the longing in my whole being
for this little girl's laughter
and her
"Gramma,
I Love you"s
my chores were light and easy today
she was in the snow angel making
in the games around the ladder
with the little goat-feet
flitting as joyously
as her snow tossed
to the wind
the baby goats would have loved her gentle presence
she was in the castle making
the face planting in the snow's freshness
to cool my face
she was in the dogs' game chasing
with each step home
I could see my little Sihle
and imagine the joy
of Pamela and Musa
when one day they discover
Sihle's snow
light
feathery
wings in the wind
a gentle beauty
my favourite things
