gray skies and floating flakes
perfect winter morning
enough to make one forget
one's misery and be drawn
into the monochrome of cold
reflecting on all that has
come before and care
for what is to come
Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito. All rights reserved.
Friday, January 30, 2015
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