Memory Frozen in Time
The sun danced across the frozen pond’s surface in ripples
warming your face.
The moment was silent with only the wind filling the winter space.
It was the smile I remember bringing us together so many years
before.
I hear the creak of weathered wood from the cabin door.
It feels familiar, like our love, as we live from season to season sharing laughter and
a warm winter embrace.
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