Another Winter

Here in the hollow, 

in the middle of the woods, 

I face another winter

as few really could. 

The deer are digging 

at the roots of the fern 

and the feeders are filled

with a variety of birds. 

The hills stand silent to be

awakened by the wind and

the night is approaching 

as if the day has yet to begin. 

I find myself dreaming 

to fill this void from inside

wishing you were here 

and not within my mind.

No rainbows to arch the sky

or a bridge to unite you and I,

but still I see the stars shining
bright they belong to you and
I each and every night. 

Snow once more falling 

blankets the hills in white

sending a deep chill 

which I can't fight.

It is just a few months till May,

I am being very optimistic 

as each day and night passes 

and the snow will soon fade.

My fingers on the keyboard

and my thoughts there with you

as I write the words 

my heart takes to the blue. 

Call it crazy this silly thing 

that comes from deep inside 

and feels so like magic 

or a gift of love that springs
from the mind.

Hold onto the memories

cast away all the gray

replacing it with images

as the embrace of love
remains.