Round
The wind howls and
Chases my swirling thoughts
Round and Round and Round
Through my head.
Snow begins to drift
Down into the dark, unforgiving
World. I speed through
The night in my car.
Normally I would stop
To admire the gentle beauty
Of the first snow.
But tonight is different.
Tonight I am upset.
Angry. Sad. Confused.
My family is angry with me
For something I don't control.
I am to go to war.
But then the car slides
Across some ice I didn't see.
Another thing I don't control.
The flakes spin
Round and Round and Round
As the car spins
Round and Round and...