locked in that cold, tight grip of winter.....
feeling the pain of loss.....
everything looked so bleak.
Cold, cloudy day. Snow threatening.
I decided to go out and look closer.
Nothing lasts forever. Everything renews.
The pain of loss will be tempered with respect and honor of the memories.
As sure as the sun will melt the ice and release the buds,
apples will hang where the ice does today.




