she’s coming

annie wheat

Oct 4, 2024

yearning for winter

wishing for a life by the mountain

and lots of laughing

feels like Heaven, doesn’t it?

so maybe I’ll find it

and stay for quite a while.

yearning for snow

days like a kid again

the joy of a white blanket

wake up and crispy air

These mornings are a gift

to be remembered

with silent approaches

sunrises rising

capped with whoops

all the way back down.

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