.
I stood at the gate
and was shocked to find
the clasp unfastened
It swung freely on its hinges
as if it had not a care
to whom might enter or leave
I looked out towards the horizon
across the wintered over field,
a stark white landscape
I saw nothing but barren trees with
twisted branches creaking,
silhouettes reaching on an opaque sky
I felt scared and nervous, what
would happen now that the entryway
to my life had been left open
Then I felt someone take my hand,
and looking to my right, there you were,
smiling a sunrise on my face
The day began to sing
in sweet breezes, soft on my skin,
gathering warmly in my heart
So I pulled the gate closed,
secured it tightly and felt the first
hint of spring in your kiss
Jul 25, 2016
Jul 25, 2016 at 12:01 PM UTC
.
I stood at the gate
and was shocked to find
the clasp unfastened
It swung freely on its hinges
as if it had not a care
to whom might enter or leave
I looked out towards the horizon
across the wintered over field,
a stark white landscape
I saw nothing but barren trees with
twisted branches creaking,
silhouettes reaching on an opaque sky
I felt scared and nervous, what
would happen now that the entryway
to my life had been left open
Then I felt someone take my hand,
and looking to my right, there you were,
smiling a sunrise on my face
The day began to sing
in sweet breezes, soft on my skin,
gathering warmly in my heart
So I pulled the gate closed,
secured it tightly and felt the first
hint of spring in your kiss
