Years Reflected

Today I’m just a click away from nothingness on internet posts. The limbs on the tree next door are still, and it’s just 2 degrees outside. Warm air whooshes up from the register and a sparrow sings as I remember my life as miles covered along highways and roads and faces seen. And this love many years ago comes back again an incarnate dream. This snow outside is soft and pure as I wait to step outside- I still see her face.