#2014-Icy

Splintered, frozen, lost.

In hazy memories,

Long gone.

When achy days,

Were just remnants,

Of a searching heart,

Caught in an hourglass,

Devoid of sand.

But spring is near,

When splinters heal,

Memories melt, and

Hope finds ways,

To shine again.

So I’ll wait.

These frosty days too,

Will one day end.