Hope Bears Fruit in Winter


On the first snow
after we met,
we whispered:

a walk in the woods

listening to snow fall

quiet nights by the fire

Three sacred wishes
for a future “us”
now come true
again and again
this long, fertile winter.

Words ©2015, Jen Payne
Image: Jays on Berry Tree, Ohara Koson

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