A Nice Surprise

Finally it's quitting time
And I can go home now
As I walk out of the office
I look over at the clock on the wall
And notice the time, it's 6:37pm
So it's completely dark outside
When I walk down the hall
Towards the glass doors that open
To one of the side parking lots

As I approach the doors
I am greeted with
A really nice surprise
It's snowing
A smile instantly lights up my face
The lights of the parking lot
Are shining and they show off
The huge flakes as they fall
I didn't even know it was snowing

The whole time I was working
I hadn't once thought
To look out my window
To see what was happening outside
I guess I was just so focused
On what I was doing
That I never even noticed
Now I wonder how long
It's been snowing

I step outside into the cold
And into the snow, smiling even wider
As I feel the flakes hitting my face
And listen to them landing on my jacket
Where they are starting to collect
In the crook of my arm and in my hair
I walk on towards the lot
Where my car is parked
With the help of the flood lights
I can see how heavy the snow is falling
And how lovely it is as the wind
Blows it around the few cars still here

A thought pops into my mind
I shake my head at the image
It's an old dream of mine
That never came true
One I haven't thought of in... damn
Well, a great many years and it was
When I was still in my twenties
Of being married and living
In the basement of my parents' house

I had imagined a cozy little apartment
Though it was never built
And that house no longer exists
I can still see it all so clearly in my mind
You'd enter into the kitchen
And at the end of the counter
Was a bar with a couple stools
Then the living room with a sliding glass door
From there to the left was the bedroom
With a small bath off to one side
The bedroom was large enough
For a king-size bed
Where I imagined long winter nights
Snuggled up in bed with my honey
Looking out through those glass doors
As the flood lights illuminated
The backyard and into the trees
As a winter storm raged outside
We'd be nice and warm
In our nest of blankets
Loving up a storm of our own

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