Good ev ening and welcome to yet another Friday Night Poetry Corner. This week I am featuring a poem for the current season but with an underlying theme. I want you to figure it out and enjoy this well written poem written by a thoughtful writer— Ralph with coffee.
Please visit Ralph’s page and read more of his works.
cold winds rushes in
dead tree leaves in mid-air
dancing in a whirl wind
your warmth, so longed,
dwells in a prism of memories
still waiting, still charming
perhaps, one day,
our hands will touch.
11.26.2021
KG Bethlehem 