#88-Warmth
27/10/2017
An orange sunrise,
Rare for late October,
With dense clouds,
Persistent fog,
Far away…
– – – – – –
I sit by the window,
Gazing at a lake waking up.
Cool air floats inside,
Mingling with emotional shivers
I don’t understand.
Sunrise approaches,
As thoughts seek shelter,
In homeless drifting clouds…
– – – – – –
Orange to yellow,
Cold to warm,
Yesterday to now.
And for tomorrow,
I’ll wait…
