Snowy Angel

There was an angel in the snow that day.
I know because I went outside with him.
The snow was very high,
And we felt taller than usual while standing on the front lawn.
Our footprints wound around,
Through the snow,
Like a maze of dashed lines on paper.
It was beautiful.

We even stuck a shovel into the snow
Before we made our snowy angels.
We headed inside,
My legs chilled,
And he drew an ‘x’ in the snow by the door.
His words could have melted the snow:
“I’m gonna make a lowercase ‘x’
To remember what fun things we did.”
The snow didn’t melt that day.
My heart did.
There was an angel in the snow that day.