Winter’s Child

Don’t Miss Penny’s Beautiful tribute – WINTER’S CHILD

Penny Wilson Writes

The walls are permeated 
with the laughter and tears 
once shared

I fill the room 
as best I can 
with today’s sunlight

I open the window
but the breeze does not 
sweep away the past

A life once lived 
clings tightly

My fingers 
touch a picture frame

Frozen in time 
you cradle a child

I can feel the love 
in the smile on your lips

Your fingers 
gently 
brush the hair from my face

Behind my eyelids 
I’m swept away

I am once again that small child
safe  
warm  
loved

You always 
smelled of lilacs

Today 
the memory of your face
is as vivid as yesterday

Other times 
it is but a faded shape in the mist

You are always with me 
a part of me

Copyright (C) 2018 Penny Wilson

*Today is not only the first day of winter but it also would have been my mother's birthday. This…

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