I had a good morning,
I felt the magic of a new beginning,
I felt all the possibilities,
All the beauties this day could offer.
I was scraping the ice from my car's windows.
I was blaming the cold weather,
For all the time it was going to take away from me,
In the upcoming winter days.
Then, it happened,
You finally took the courage,
You walked towards me.
"Good morning" you said,
"What is your name?" you asked.
Suddenly, I was grateful for the ice,
For it made us hesitate and meet,
Before quickly driving away to work.
I looked forward to the icy and snowy days ahead.
My learning experiences, feelings, and memories often in form of a poem or a story.
Full Moon Rising
This picture is by Stefan Seip.
1 comment:
This is the power of positivism! And that: on another level: there is a reason underlying every single thing that happens to us.
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