I am weary
And winter stands at my door
With a heavy strike of its cane
Challenge each new dawn,
Crushing the paper of my dreams
And stealing into my memories.
Should I succumb, unbolt the lock?
Should I wither and wane,
Bent double against its chill?
For I wear its colours now,
Show its creases
As I brave each frozen moment
Abandoned, unseen
And trapped in decline.
Should I open the door and let winter in?
Copyright ©RMC October 2018
Photo by Cristian Newman on Unsplash
Mistyroads 
Love this, unfortunately winter seeps through the cracks in the door, whether or not we want it to! I’m all for embracing it while I can!
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It has its beauty and drawbacks but, yes embrace it 🤗
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