I feel the cold rush to my bones

the frigid air bites through my skin

I can hear all of the tones

of my music begin

I begin to move my shoulders

my arms

my hands

my fingers

They dance through the frigid air

that few of us remember

The stark silver linings

of the empty stadium cry

because I've lost my bindings

tears well to my eye

I've left the lovely place

I've always yearned

everyone knows my face

everyone knows I've learned

I've left the rink

and my heart begins to sink

because I miss my second home

the place I always used to roam

My skates sit untouched

untied

sad

worn

all of my memories though are not torn

I lived and I loved there

I lost and I won

but now a new chapter

of my life has begun