March 30, 2009
When the chill
Goes down to the bone
It lingers;
Like an old friend
Who doesn’t know when
It’s time to go home.
words and pictures....
March 30, 2009
When the chill
Goes down to the bone
It lingers;
Like an old friend
Who doesn’t know when
It’s time to go home.
Amidst the profound longing
For something more
We do not always find it.
And then we find we must
Step back
Before we step forward again.