Recent couldn't settle in
It turns away and flees
Yule tides carry more memory
Sense had plenty to do
Moment in, moment out
She sewed the pants
From unawares to a glance
I could be stitched together
Falling asleep as she walked amongst hills green in winters bloom
Feb 10
Feb 10, 2026 at 12:52 PM UTC
Recent couldn't settle in
It turns away and flees
Yule tides carry more memory
Sense had plenty to do
Moment in, moment out
She sewed the pants
From unawares to a glance
I could be stitched together
Falling asleep as she walked amongst hills green in winters bloom