Frozen

to the touch as winter blows in.

Leaving behind too much snow and ice

but like the storm I am slowing melting away as it warms back up outside.

And the snow that made things so hard and dangerous outside as many people drove home trying to get there safely.

Days later and like the snow the memory of that day starts to fade as the week slowly but surely creeps towards Christmas day.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyrighted ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes