A Winter's Dawn
Cold breeze upon my face.
Dark, yet comforting reminders of youth.
Something in the air tells tales of long journeys, sights unseen, a new day coming.
Yet, experiences I have had before.
I am reminded of the comforts of home, but am at times daunted by the journey ahead.
A long walk with distant memories. The wind blows stronger and yet I am still comforted.
To each season so they say.
A Winter's Dawn.
And what hopes and dreams lie ahead.
I wonder at times where it will go and what it all means and if perhaps I should be wondering at all.
Still night, wind calm, a snowflake here and there.
Comfort. Solace.
A Winter's Dawn.
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Arianne St. Claire
Tuesday
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