When i awoke at five a.m.
i could not not fall asleep again.
I went downstairs for some tea,
looked ouside what did i see.
All around was pure white,
snow had fallen overnight.
I do not have to work today,
with all this snow there is no way.
The ship i build will have to wait,
the weather gods decide its fate.
I stop at home and think of you,
and write this poem about something new.
because thats what you asked me to do.
My heart is set on writing more,
about my love thats just for you,
and about how you love me too.
A love thats pure is what i see,
as pure as the snow surrounding me.
