Winter Walk

 

Crackle of frost underfoot

This snow covered wood

Where I met you...........

for the first time

 

Clouds of breathy air,

Your cloak of deep blue,

you made me stop and stare

 

For, among the holly,

we both were looking for the same thing

This cold pale sky,

With no hint of spring

 

Your first look,

Took my breath away

Your shy smile,

melted me

The sun shone.........

On that day.......

 

Woods of evergreen,

dusted with snow

This walk..........

with you

Inner glow

A Poet's Call

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