Moonlight streams down through the clouds and the beams bounce across the ripples in the lake.
The quiet coo of a final dove settling in echoes through the night air.
She reclines in her adirondack as the cooled air settles in after a balmy Florida day.
The flames from the firepit warm her naked toes as she looks across the water.
She wraps her arms across her chest, her hands rubbing her arms to keep her warm.
She imagines what it would be like to be up north where the snow is still falling and the air is colder.
Bundled up by a raging fire and watching snowflakes drift down silently through the window.
Curled up and playing games or watching old movies as drifts build outside the door.
She wonders if she’ll make it there one day to enjoy it all.
April 22, 2021 ~DRM~
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