Signs of winter chill. Picture taken at Lake Catherine State Park.
Two strangers walking in the park,
Alone and lonely in the cold still air.
Wanting to speak for comforts sake,
Not knowing if the other will care.
We stop for a moment to catch our breath,
Seeking hope in each furtive glance.
Daring not to voice our needs,
Afraid of taking one more chance.
Sadness binds your heart,
I can see it in your eyes.
Knowing the wonderful person you are,
Too proud to act out our silly lies.
How I would like to grasp your hand,
Taking it gently, warmly into mine,
Strolling through this winters chill,
And leave past memories far behind.
Donald Harbour Poetry 