Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Poem - December So Small

i see the tree silhouettes on the gray-blue sky
as i'm breathing steam into the air, so dry

walking to see you, in temperature so low
December weather, it's familiar, i know

awaiting the days for the snow to fall,
sipping hot chocolate waiting for your phone call

staring out the screen door at cars passing by,
watching the window fog up after every sigh

little black cats in the snow are quivering
as am i, in your arms shivering

it gets so cold with me being so small,
thank God i have you; so warm and so tall

1 comment:

don't just sit back in silence...SAY something!

being shy gets you nowhere in life.