March and November; the lines crease your eyes
laughter plays on your lips,
the coolness has finally come and your smile has appeared
Light the fire, bring the cocoa, the blankets, and books
Read a story to me, the one about the dog, about traveling in time
Tell me again, what was your favourite line
Let the snow settle, blankets as far as the eye can see
In the cabin, up in the mountains, watching as winter slowly leaves
They say it doesn't happen anymore and it is only a myth
But, please, stay and grow old with me
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Present Day Poet
PoetryPoems laced with emotion Filled with present day issues Spilling secrets of a single life you'll never really know.
