Winter Wonderland/Winter Wanderland

She wanders,
Chilly streets, as the sun sneaks behind the mountainous skyscrapers
Such a beautiful city line,
The rush of the holiday madness starts to set in.
The calming noise of car horns,
The sweet serenity of foul language being spewed in the holiday spirit.

She wanders.
The first attempt of a snowfall in the city was beautiful,
Yet lasted merely ten minutes.
The warm city streets refused the snow's kiss, and melted them away
into watery tears.

She wonders.
Where are they now? What are they doing?
Do they feel the same winter chill as I do?
She can only hope, they are warm by a fire.

Aimlessly wandering and wondering-
It can get you into trouble.

The sun bids it's farewell, as the winter night sky sets in.
A tad bit colder now.

She seems to move ever so slowly in the holiday rush,
It's just the beginning.
She can only wonder and wander, until her feet can't hold her anymore.

Why is it that we are only give this one life?
What is there to make of it?
An end.
A simple end, to all of what we thought was meaningful, was simply- to meet us at the end.

Rosy cheeks,
Icicle tear drops,
She waits,
Until warmth rejuvenates her soul.

Three,
She wishes she could speak with,
But will never dare.

Only one can hear her.
One could hear her,
and One wants to be heard.

She can hear one,
She would love to hear another,
And she chooses to not hear the third.

She wanders through this winter wonderland.