December 16, 2016

Winter Dust

Winter dust in my eyes,
don’t know how time flies.

A few winters ago,
you were here,
so near.
I could smell the fragrance,
of your hair.

You left your footprints,
on my heart,
frozen in snow,
they refuse to depart.

I wait for the spring,
to see your smile,
a long journey of time,
has to take this heart of mine.

Winter dust in my eyes,
don’t know how time flies.