Winter's Grasp

Clasped within her hand remains the last of his memory
The metal digging into her cold, dry hands
Powdered snow sweeps circles around her
The cracked concrete draining her warmth

Weakened knees give out beneath her
Crumbling down she still feels numb
Clutching the tiny object to her chest
Her eyelids fall like sheets of ice

Flashbacks fill her mind with momentary comfort
But reality breaks through the dreams
The empty cold within her heart
Matches the tears of ice on her cheeks

Surrendering to winters grasp
Her body falls onto its side
Pulse weakens and her grip slackens
As a wedding ring rolls from her palm