Return To Me
Cold rain touches my skin, alerts me to winter on the way
Then, warm summer memories flash and go astray
Replaced by thoughts of wood fires and hot cocoa
While watching the beauty of pure, new, fallen snow
As I accept the sudden changes and all this gray sky
I know some memories on which I can trust to rely
Like the nice flowing seasons, that always return to me
I hold onto what means most, in my heart will always be
Heidi Sands
11/7/19
Copyright © Heidi Sands | Year Posted 2019
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