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whynter
treetops barren
sky of haze
'boggins wearin'
playful gaze
fish-pond frozen
swims below
each step chosen
friend in tow
ghostly gasping
falling flakes
groping, grasping
slipping skates
faces cherry
brittle toes
sweaters hairy
hidden nose
laughing voices
holding hands
thankful choices
lovers, friends
cocoa steaming
mallow sweet
hot coals screaming
tingling feet
crackling, dancing
tree aglow
lovers trancing
drifting snow
marching, playing
floats a'gliss
planning, praying
gentle kiss
morning early
Savior born
ribbons curly
paper torn
family gather
memories share
crème pie lather
turkey air
new year's party
hat and flute
freshly starting
resolute
embracing future
seeing clear
reborn creatures
conquered fear
drunken fast driver
careless of cost
head-on collider
lover is lost
dreadfully dreary
darkness ahead
weakness and weary
true love is dead
all hope now fading
grieving the crime
places wish trading
lost Valentine
heavenward screaming
crying below
bitter tears streaming
demanding to know
answering nothing
listening vain
staggering, stumbling
snow turned to rain
extinguishing embers
quenching the flames
fighting to remember
beginning to blame
deafening blindness
immobile and mute
merciless misery
lumbering brute
flowering, brightness
fresh and alive
somehow goes sightless
nothing inside
beach-walking sunset
ocean and sand
soul-searching unmet
sole prints, lone hand
whispering, falling
yellows and reds
remembering, recalling
thinking ahead
memories pleasant
weaker is pain
recovery's present
feeling again
December returning
circle to end
feeling the yearning
lover and friend
hopefully, dreading
revisit the pond
tearfully treading
searching beyond
icily sitting
dimness of heart
pondering questions
seeking new start
gracefully drifting
angel tears fall
redemption, God's gifting
freely to all
wonderfully making
complete, renew
trustfully taking
flight into blue
finally moving
lighter than air
showing and proving
He really does care
cemetery visit
hard, cold stone
mystery is it
feel not alone
John 11:33
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