I feel lonely today,
soft snow outside
gives us winter.
I remember romantic walks
under light posts,
holding hands
feeling the beauty of a snow,
reminders, a delicate season
our lives could be in the moment.
Gone were the harsh reminders of winter.
The gales of uncertainty
they would bury our hopes
until the spring season.
I remember
love and spirit
that would contain
the mystique of winter,
take a breath, a slow inhale
to release my tension
in an exhale and
appreciate the beauty of
If the human condition.
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