Winter

As if the silence is forever
And the far houses
Have lost their voices

Just the black calls
Of crows lift
From black water

As if i had slept
Under the snow
And lost all time

I hear my footsteps
On ice that breaks
Like a frozen carpet.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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