Let it be this path between us shares A familiar softness, filled with cares Born out of that skipping stone That we had thrown and the wind had blownIntermittent but unflinching across the lake We're in the air now, say that it is true That's where this distance I feel from you Hails from, falls like icy stares That don't seem burdened by repairs The fixes we need to undertake We'll touch bac...

 the most wonderful time of the year..

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Mittened hands offer glossy flagsTo thin air metronomically.It’s minus six they say.I’ve done my service to art,Now perhaps it has finished with me,And I push the work of othersInto unwilling palms as penance.Pockets are for warmth today,Not storing gifts from strangers,But I’m poor not homeless,So let self-pity fall from meLike snow from a canopy.The cold will hurt them later.Copyright © 2022 ...

StreetPhotography at cold night