Winter Friends on the Deck:

Blow, blow, thou winter wind
Thou art not so unkind,
As man’s ingratitude. 
-William Shakespeare-

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Winter Memories:

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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