|A Winter Morning's Breath of Life (standard:poetry, 64 words)|
|Author: Lori||Added: Jun 07 2009||Views/Reads: 1432/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|I went to capture the sunrise. Instead I looked at the essence of loneliness.|
A Winter Morning's Breath of Life ~ Blistering wind chills to the bone. Nose runs and longs for warmth. Hands wonder if this is what frostbite feels like. Feet desire thicker socks. Legs want two more layers of clothing. The only thing warm is my heart. It remembers the love we shared. Instead of hiding behind closed doors. © February 4, 2008 by Lori Tweet
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