snowflakes & ice crystals by Ilana Drake (19, Tennessee)

​you will not forget
how his eyes
widened at
the sight
of the green
grass taking
in the new
weather

how his eyes
lit up like a
match ready
to light
candles
in a home
without light

you remember
mama saying,
“do not take
this for
granted,”
as you
and he
put on
velcro boots

now, this is
a thought in
your mind,
like a figure
in a snowglobe

left in the
back of your
room because
it is “childish”

but, you sit
on the porch
swing and
remember the
swinging doors
and the
screaming
about the
air that froze
your fingers
and the
world that
reminded you
of playing
candy land.