Winter Night

If the sky is navy and the sun gives off
a lingering bumblebee glow-
If the snow dares to fall but is too shy to stay,
and you start to sense that you’re alone-

If the village is distant and you’re in the desert-

I see how you feel in my soul,
but what do you hear, and what do you cry?
What secrets do you know?

9 thoughts on “Winter Night

  1. Loving your poem…

    They say you can’t go home again,
    but if you could, would you want to stay?
    It is not a question of how, but when;
    coming to grips with why you went away.

    Happy New Year, Lydia Rae.

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