Poetry

My world

Is calm and all around me is cold air

As if spring has stopped and winter has come back.

And so all I want to do is be wrapped up in the warmth and not let the cold get to me.

But it seeps through my shields and slowly creeps up my feet and lays on my forehead.

Until all the joy of looking forward to the day was gone, and all I want is that calmness again.

And maybe it will come again, and until then, I will pocket that little bit of hope and go through the weather changes and smile again.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes

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