Footprints in the Snow

Maybe you were always there and I just can't remember.
All that comes to mind is a girl with freckles and big glasses giggling with her girlfriends;
then one day the glasses and giggles were gone,
and you were beautiful.

Our paths crossed, but I never dreamed they'd meet,
and could scarcely believe it when it did.
We made footprints in the fresh fallen snow
as I walked you home that night,
And I kissed you and you kissed me back.
And time paused for a moment
In a world bright and pure and white.

We counted the stars I'd seen so many times,
And for the first time I knew their wonder,
And I suppose the world went 'round,
But all I can recall is the snowflake in my hand.

The moment was magic; I didn't wonder when it passed.
You were no longer a girl and I not yet a man.
We went our ways without a struggle or a song,
And the tracks we made vanished and were gone.

Years have blown away and melted, and snow is sprinkled in our hair.
I don't regret the path I've taken, nor should you.
Yet every now and then I look back and remember
our footprints in the snow.

Joyeux anniversaire,
Ami