the coldness of
an empty lap
old cat hairs
trickles from icicles
time floats away
Birds leave footprints
in this powder puff dream
I pinch myself
my dreams roam too far from me
trampling lush heather
Often in springtime
scents of favourite flowers
push back to winter
Walking though the world
hand in hand with nature’s woes
a cool breeze still blows
Privileged to touch
rough, wrinkled bodies of logs
reminds me of life
Just wondering at the miracle called LIFE .
Author River Dixon
poetry by Robert Ford
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