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May 2014
Snow falls briskly,
Only for the wind to sweep it aside,
It's stuck it in sway,
The motions of the breeze only sweep it by.

After a snowfall,
The only sounds heard are crunch,
footprints, shovels, laughter of children.

Reminding me of childhood memories.

Snowballs, Snowforts,
It's soon time for all this to end.

Soon time for bonfires with friends,
Beaches, campfire tales.

Who knows what this adventure called life,
Has to entail.

My mind wanders to another place,
A place where your smile is my grace.

and,
In that moment where I wanna hide,
Somehow, I don't know why,
But I'm able to let youh inside.

To me this is new,
I guess youh could say not your average spew.

I guess it's youh,

I feel as if i'm on a higher plain,
It's almost as if youh take my pain.

On new wings,
Soaring through the air,

Past old things,
And the new,

Where will this lead me to?

Sunsets,
Smiles,
I hope youh stay awhile.

Because no matter how i'm feeling,
With youh there I never cease to smile.

Warmth,
Laughter,
Good memories,
Vibes.

With youh in my mind,
It's a pleasant place.
It warms me with your grace.

My darling,
My dear,
Stay near.

With me,
Hidden, and safe.

Don't disappear.
Christie Clarke
Written by
Christie Clarke  Nova Scotia, Canada
(Nova Scotia, Canada)   
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