Snow Globes

 

She held winter in her hands

the chalet amid the drifting flakes,

a place built in her heart

visited in dreams

though dwelling on a mountain

only seen in postcards

from her wheelchair,

 

Now she places it on the shelf

her visions to touch that life

more healing to the body

that doctors said

would never walk again.

 

But standing on wobbly legs

and reaching for that airline ticket

tears stream her swelling joy,

impossible was just a word

after all.