Poem 27

My heart yearns for what my eyes can’t see

My brain playing tricks of what could have been

The Winter walks along the water

Wrapped up warm and cosy you’d have been.

Instead I dream of future times

Imagination in overdrive

Thoughts of Spring and Summer saunters

Wishing your sibling into existance.

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