(4)
Warm Vanilla scent
Drifts from Christmas kitchen
Bringing back my youth

(5)
Seven and two fives
Parsed and added carefully
Just make seventeen

(6)
Rainy winter sky
Dripping down the windowpane
Paints a broken heart

(7)
Sleeping daffodils
Cozy in their buried bulbs
Wait for springtime sun

Being unique, consequently the ultimate rarity,
each person has a view;
Some can only see themselves, tied and bound to frustration of almost all that they desire and do.
Some see way beyond themselves, desiring the very best for everyone,
dedicated to a higher love, sustained by their desire.

white on white
layered

deep cold
iced

the sky
has fallen

revealing
clear blue.

Darkness sweeps in;
a frigid curtain.

Snow and ice chaos;
A conquering behemoth.