Coming In From the Cold

COMING IN FROM THE COLD may’s last day is placement directly between winter and summer – a look back a look forward – but trapped in the past i’ve lingered counted the days all those sameness days when all that held me fast was hoping to grow to watch for growth anything but winter’s stagnation such depression that sickness of soul the very thought shivers me now but then a look out my kitchen window how tree’s leaves full blown dance in the breeze and at last i’m coming in from the cold