Poetry

How did

it all come to this.

This quite that surrounds me with so much peace.

Lately things have been passing me by as I stay in one spot barely enjoying this life that was given to me. 

The coldness that creeps in every morning and stays longer than it should. 

It makes everything that seem important as you just want to climb back under your sheets and go back to sleep. 

It makes you want to hold a hot cup of apple cider or hot chocolate or even coffee in your hands all day long just keep the warmth close to you. 

There is no going back the quiet is around and the coldness is staying too and things will and should get interesting from here on out. 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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