I look out and snow is falling, feels like time passing, and as I watch it fall I feel myself falling in it, getting older, like snow falls, like time passes, steady, unstoppable, unrelenting, one direction, time is moving, falling, all I can do is watch it fall, flakes of time are falling like the snow, I know I have to let it go, but I find myself holding on to all that has passed on by and who, so many memories, I see them in my mind, I hold them in my heart, but time keeps passing like the snow falling, brings a strangely mixed feeling of gladness and sadness, a melancholy joy, in this man still a boy, sitting still, yet never stopping