Timeless thoughts of a
winter's stare;
eyes gazing over a
landscape bare.
Memories drift on a
blustery breeze;
dying light ushers in
the freeze.
Reaching out for a grasp
on the present;
stillness sets in,
alone, and desolate.
Future unknown, outcome
uncertain;
brilliance shadowed by a
drawn curtain.
Path now set, laid
before me known;
closing light now
emanating from home.
Enter my homestead, heart
filled with glee;
two eyes of the future
peering upward at me.
Trusting in him to forge
forward until fulfilled;
Basis of strength,
values I have instilled.
A weary mind at last
permitted to rest;
reflecting on the
realization of how I am blessed.
© Michael A. Barron
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