Loving the Winter

fir trees covered in snow
In my heart, I love the winter.
The forest trees sleep lightly.
Near me, the bushes wear a white coat.
The river hides under a blanket of ice.

Days go by slowly on this shore.
I find myself tiny and weak.
My vision is silent.
My hearing is blinded.
Every hour becomes another fading memory.

The world is changing.
I see movement around me.
I fill my mind with hope.
I wait for our lives to reawaken.

W. Wayne B.

Poetry book: Eyes of Hope

Follow me on Twitter: @wsmith1989

© 2017 W. Wayne B.
Original image: Winter forest path. By Dave__S. [Image license]

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About W. Wayne B.

I'm a software engineer, a poet and a librarian.
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