🔵 By Troy Glover. Photo by lauragrafie.
He wrapped me tightly in his arms
and whispered things of spring
new life, fresh spice, and new beginnings.
But in the sky
the wind was blowing
and the stars
so all knowing
my unhealed scars
pain still flowing
because in my heart
it is snowing
He held my hand beside the
shore we laughed in summer time
with endless days
long night forrays
and bitter sweet, sweet wine.
Now comes fall
and again
lovers leaves
float on the wind
my unhealed scars
pain still flowing
my winter heart
will always be snowing.