Sun dissipates as I sit infront of my computer...thinking of her. I look across the fields of snow and see my neighbour's lights, shining like a beacon and welcoming those who are in need. I can barely see the limbs of trees just beginning to be in bud. In time for spring, but actually just for more snow settling upon them. To which I wonder, when will the sun shine enough that I can see? So that I can see the green grass that I remember underneath...I think it's still there. I'm still thinking of her too. Hey! She came back! I do remember the coloured blades of green, green grass. If I close my eyed I can even remember how they feel, how they smell...and yes, even how they taste. (don't ask-it's much better not to know)