I watch through my window,
as the weather unfolds.
It is winter, I know, yet..
I am not cold.
My mind drifts like the drifting snow,
pondering the power of nature
displayed!
I work at making a fire,
in it's place..
I conjur up, a loved ones face
as daylight fades,
I leave up the shades,
the winter chill warms my mind
and thoughts of springtime,
not far behind.

03/02/2006

Posted on 03/03/2006
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