Storms warn what's ahead,
Icy hugs from the wind above,
as winter rolls in.
Posted in response to the challenge Haiku.
Storms warn what's ahead,
Icy hugs from the wind above,
as winter rolls in.
Posted in response to the challenge Haiku.
Loss is weird,
It twist and churns
Rippling the current
that is my reality.
For a while,
I was so fine,
I was okay with
The cards I was dealt.
I accepted what was—
Young and dumb,
That’s what they say.
Instead my naivety was in the way.
Engine revving like a hum;
My reminder I could go anywhere.
All I had to do was drive without a care.
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