Welcome to My life in the shadows



WINDCHIMES
 
Last night
Winter came early
Rustling tree  limbs
And sounding chimes.
A cold draft fell under the door
Filling my dreams
And chilling the old dog
To seek warmth
Of bed and blanket
I wished then
That you were here…
 
I was so cold.
 
uTAH jAY


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WINDCHIMES