lei fraser
imagine.create.become
longing
longing
for the summer breezes
and the warm air
through my fingers
blue skies
and long green wild grasses
I watch through frosted windows
snow falls and melts and falls again
heart held still
like frozen breath over
the lake in January
waiting for sunshine to peek
through the heavy grey
and remind me
of the possibility
~
leigh-anne fraser
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