My Winter
Winter, a sad season, cold, foggy,
but it makes you think.
It makes you think of the past,
the present, the furture.
The best moment to think.....
is during the winter and when
you see that light out of the window.
It's the sun.....
a ray of hope.
That brings more questions
then a mind could answer.
Copyright © Margherita Russo | Year Posted 2013
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