One Tear

If the sky was to fall
into her hands
she would break it to pieces
the glassine pebbles
falling all over
her snow covered dress
to chapped knees
praying with frosty breath
and a cloudy heart

head bowed
under weight of crystal clouds
sun warmth
would thaw this bitten heart
from sheeted concrete
there is foggy joy
over the next hill
through rime encrusted lashes

one tear falls
only to shatter
ringing through
the grey air