In another couple of weeks
I’ll be sick of Winter
and Winter will still hang around
for a while.
When Spring does come
it will be a welcome change,
’cause Lord knows I can feel
a change is coming.
I have built up
what I hope is enough,
so when the change comes,
we can ride out the transition.
Who knows
what the wind will bring
when it sings.
I’m praying we hold our position.
So many faces
that I don’t see anymore
and so many more
that I need to.
I’m asking if you
need a place to
weather the storm
and believe you.
The app on my phone
tells me the day
is coming soon.
The cold will pass
and out my window
tulips will bloom.
On the small screen
I stare for hours
at an old image of you.
Will we come through
this change
together?
If you live for me,
I’ll die for you.
HG – 2017
