snow globe (part four)

There was once a little snow globe
hidden in a happy home
where a girl shivered in silence-
in her world of ice alone.

She, curious, peered through the glass
til breath obscured her sight,
and then drew pictures in the fog
as if her hands were light.

She reached for a warm world beyond
she saw but couldn't feel-
a picture perfect family
that never quite felt real.

Oh little girl, come out of there-
abandon your designs
and feel the true sun on your skin-
leave bitterness behind!

You who know love, now freely give
to family, friend and foe,
and do not love’s return demand
unless you would grow cold.