I sit and ponder
The way the light filters through the old window pane
Dancing of the leaves of the potted tree
Before tickling my nose
The unsettling itch to move
Runs up my spine
One last sip of tea
Spiked with honey
Smile goodbye to the lady at the counter
Because I come here
When it’s hard at home
And I just need to get away from it all
Step into the crisp fall almost winter day
Remember how just yesterday
Thick snow flakes fell from a cold grey sky
Follow the concrete to the park
I know the spot
Where I can be alone
Embrace the cold
As it comes with beautiful things
Frost on grass
In places the sun does not touch
Ice think in the dead of winter
Smile up at the sun
And ponder
What the birds are singing
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