Rows of trees have grown where I once only saw square houses lined up among dusty roads. The snow doesn’t fall so lightly with the rain scratching the mud and the spring leaves struggling to grow. I’m watching the birds pickup sticks and build new summer homes. Resilient, they build after the harsh winter season, […]
The warmth of the sun in the sky and on my skin is reflected in the white of my heart and burning my eyes on your smile. The sand in my shoes between my toes scrapes scars into freckles, falling, forgotten. Soft winds embrace us. The winter in our hearts has gone.