It’s hard to whisper in winter

sound deadened by snow

speak up loudly when you see her

breathe deeply

deep down low

soon now

she will leave you

seemingly unaware

the outskirts of her mind

staying is better

nothing was dire

never have to worry

skilled at being alone

cold feet frozen

crunching through the snow

each footstep echoes

never stopping

onward she goes

never whisper in winter

the eerie quiet of the snow