And What Not

Little corners of space

Ticking from an analog clock

Hot cocoa and marshmallows

The scent of parfum notes of jasmine and patchouli

The glint of sun off ginger hair

Cold wind scraping skin on faces turned into collars

Rainfall in the sunshine

Thunder during a snow storm

The joy of lifted spirits when snowfall stays

Dog hair on a black wool driving coat

Fog hanging low across a cornfield

The warm splash of tears as they crash on cheeks

Silence as the breath squeezes from lungs

And the gasp of breath as you break the surface

Life filling lungs making buoyant bodies hope.


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