Blizzard

You have kids at your ankles, and a smile on your face
Thinking about all the years that took place
It was short, it was sweet, and above everything
I wish I was thinking more clearly;

Am I better off now? Is this really worth a worry?
You seemed to leave so quietly, not with hesitate or hurry
I never got a straight answer, or heard from you since then
I only hope that the day comes when;

[Maybe the snow will stop falling
And the thunder quiets down
There’s a mirror staring at me with a restless frown
Black and white stripe, no in between
You can either be with me or just leave
But the feeling I will loathe
Regret for leaving you when you called me home]