tomorrow’s whispers
(with a side of regret)
i never did find
those mittens
those blue knitted ones
that let my fingers peek out
i lost them in the coldest
of winters
the one that froze my heart
to a place now forgotten
but i still remember
those mittens
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February 17th, 2015 at 9:28 am
you never found them….
but they are still there in your heart…
so its not froze completely…
smiles.
February 23rd, 2015 at 2:20 am
warm fingers > warm heart? I’m counting my luck, living where it’s warm ~