Winters bitter chill
Pushing the warmth from his heart
Spring thaw not likely

Crisp autumn wind blows,
Leaves fall in single file
Fire engine red

She looks upon him with adoring eyes.
He says nothing but feels like a great man.
She brings him to a to a higher level.

Perfect open heart
On display for all to see,
Beauty in nature.

Completely snowed in
Abandoned house ours only
Fondest memories

I'll try to be your rock,
it isn't always easy.
I stand solid and steady,
to listen to you talk
I'm here when you are ready.
Always there

Sitting in the dark, after hours. Stillness, everyone has gone, should have joined them a full hour ago.
Laughter outside, windows now closed.
This is one of those times that the silence is deafening.
I crank the music so I don't feel so alone.