your home, my home, our home

Posted by Bruce on February 07, 2011
My Poetry c

Grey day

Stillness in the barren trees

The wash of white

Snow laying quiet

Everything and nothing

Then you

Quickly looking everywhere

Up then down

Making me feel hopeful

Bringing me the message

You warm my thoughts

I think of green

Noticing me

 You fly off

Red Cardinal

Welcomed visit

Out my window

Your home

My home

Our home

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