The long dark
of winter comes
ice grips 
around the shackles
that bind you
to the past

The harsh wind
sweeps through
all the nooks
and crannies
chilling the bones
and you rattle

But come into 
the warmth
of the loving embrace
released of constraints
a hearth burning
with love for your now.

 

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