Snow. Again. Cold, water. It seems like it will never end. Bones get wet, no matter how thick our clothes are. Feet and toes frozen solid in leather boots. And no light, like a never-ending night. Winter wind blows our hearts away.
But I can almost feel it. Subtle changes everywhere. The sunny days of joy are nigh. Soon we'll leave our coats, umbrellas and throw our heavy luggage away. We'll fly around the sun.
Summer is coming.
martes, 16 de febrero de 2010
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