Misty, overcast
Cold branches bare from winter
When will sunshine come
Misty, overcast
Cold branches bare from winter
When will sunshine come
Winter hanging on
Tree buds shiver in the cold
With confused feelings
This is the first time I’ve posted for a long time. A numb heart struggles to be creative. But as winter turns to spring once again, maybe this is the year that the numbness will dissipate.
There is nothing normal about grief. Everyone grieves differently. Let your winter turn to spring when it is ready. You will know when it is time.