Tuesday, January 22, 2013

I Just Miss

I miss the cold crisp air
I miss the stillness that exists here
I miss the people from my memories of this place we played as children
I miss the trees and the beckoning as they call me to be still in their protection
I miss the crunch on the snow of my boots taking me there
I miss stopping and listening to the woods as my air makes clouds around me
I just miss


Dee said...

Awww. Valerie your words are so touching and I know they run deep in your soul.

Me said...

How beautiful.
Sometimes I miss too.

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