Writer1326

In the dead of winter,

crows call out,

their song a splinter-

in the silence of doubt.

Spring is longed for.

Its warmth wanted more-

than ever before.

Though, in the time between,

A gentle reminder of love,

the snow falls around like a hug,

one I’ve come to appreciate so much.

The chill in the air sweeps around us,

as spring dances with winter.

The two almost inseparable.

I’ve come to realize,

I am not solely myself.

I am pieces of those I love,

Pieces of those I’ve loved, too.

They make me who I am,

who I strive to become.

Deep in my heart,

Your words were like a false sea,

only meant to convince me.

And when I asked what it’d be,

you still decided to go with the wind,

Foolishly I still waited, until eventually,

I grew tired of waiting for you,

Fog gently wraps itself around –

everything above the ground,

as the memory of rain plagues the land,

its presence peaceful as it brings silence.

The worries of the day have been washed away,

The wind dances around me,

as I watch the sun melt into the sea.

The colors melting together in a blur.

Dusk is approaching as the stars begin to stir.

Winters icy hug is distant as it leaves,