Grace Wild - January 23, 2024
Artwork by - Hannah Wells
The warmth of sunshine in winter
Is so frail and delicate,
Only seeking something pure.
The snow’s white shadows crown the earth,
Trees glistening with a faint glow.
Light softens to a sweet haze,
Bowing to the ever lost,
Faintly resembling both worlds.
A sweet but somber season,
Its cold silence breathing life and death along my cheek,
It engulfs my brain in lost memories.
My sweet apricity…
You will never forget.