Fog hanging in the air
Frost clinging to branches
Cloaked in the semi-darkness
Listening
Watching
Wondering
Orange light glowing in windows
Purses and keys by the door
On the way to face the day
Hurrying
Pushing
Wondering
Do you see the frost?
Do you hear the quiet?
Do you miss that smile?
Longing
Waiting
Wondering
You stop to listen to his story
You see the twinkle in her eye
You kiss those lips you married
Slowing
Breathing
Wondering
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Striking. Both the poem and the picture!
Thanks Jane! 🙂