Sunday 15 February 2015


When winter fell
And covered my palm in snow
I felt one with that lack of warmth
For it felt as dead as my heart

When the stream froze
Trapping in it, the fish and fern
As it tore the souls away
It felt like home, where my heart resides

When the windows frosted over
And shattered the glass
Yet held it together
I could relate to the ominous feeling

The wind , cold and bone chilling as it blows
Feels like my breath
The sigh i release
Thinking of memories long gone

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