Jacket of Memories

As black as the night skies
With white stripes that catch your sight
Soft and smooth with padded sides
Reminds me of the very first time I saw the snow

As soft as the fur of arctic wolves
With contrasted colours of black and white
Blacker than the blackest black
It hugs me with warmth

It is my memory
Of the cold wind carrying the rustling winter leaves
With the falling of the last snow
Last snow

As memories fade
And the thoughts wither
The one and only memory I seem to remember as I stare
My very first sight of snow