Catch The Snow

The hills are white with the nicest snow,

and the air seems cold around my head,

my hair has grown longer,

but my eyes are smiling,

My neck is full across the fence,

I’ll reach your hand, if you’ll stretch it to me,

I will play this feeling out you know,

See your heart beating in your chest,

Feel each moment we have had,

Look in

To my eyes.....

Ralph Peck

Photograph by Hayley Westwood