Tamara Turner- A Poem & Photo

Flow

 

Some days I get so chilly

People say snow is lovely and sweet

I think it’s metallic and dirty

I’m not so beautiful in this season

At least not in my own eye

I prefer colors of spring  

Smells of summer

I care not for this time

When it comes around

Bringing death and greyishness

I must endure

Blessedly my splendor will not perish

As long as I keep moving

Sometimes halting

For a while

I must

Frozen in fear

Though not for long

Comforting sunshine

She is my friend

Giving me warmth

To flow once again