The Cold Wind Blows

Photo by Daiga Ellaby on Unsplash

The cold blows over 
When spring comes along
To take me on a journey 
I’ll never forget.

And, finally…I see the life 
My dogs lived these past few months 
underneath the melted snow. 
I shall get to that mess, but only after
I remember how beautiful the spring is. 

The cold wind blows over to 
remind me the steps 
I need to take and to parks
I must go with the kiddos. 

The old life has passed. 
The life of “Jackets, Gloves, Warming Up The Car, Boots I hate to wear, Cold wind blowing on my chest, snow drifts and my car praying I keep it safe,” is finally over. 

The new life begins with my heart beating for what else I shall find when the spring comes along. 

My heart beats to find treasures underneath the pinecone trees. 
My heart beats to hit the tennis ball back and forth hopefully past love-love.
It beats for the runs at noon, or at 5pm, maybe with the dogs.
It beats for Ice Cream shops now open as the cold wind blows away. 

The cold wind blows away
ready to take me on its shoulders 
To take me on a journey 
I’ll never forget.