Alone with you in the winter of my mind,

Leaves all brown, bobbing slightly in the wind,

All is cold, dark, dreaded sunless days.

But in my heart I know,

Not tomorrow, or tomorrow’s tomorrow…..

But much after that, the sun will shine,

The garden will grow again.

And we will blossom together, and ever more.

Writer trapped in the daily grind of an IT Pro, parent to two boys. www.bydavepark.com & Buy me a coffee: ko-fi.com/davepark

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