Saturday, October 18, 2014

She Is Only Sleeping

Winter, 2013


SHE IS ONLY SLEEPING

Being on the edge of winter
feels like Death looking 
over my shoulder - I dread it's coming.

But when I turn around to face it,

I see only a silent old man,
his pockets full of sand
for Mother Nature's
sweet sleep.

© Anita Hohl 2014


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