Morning...

I do not write much poetry anymore - probably because it really is not that good - but the colder and darker it gets outside, it seems I am a little more engaged -

Here goes the first one in a long while -

Given the chance to drift away,
If only for a night,
To feel a touch of cold snowflakes
If only for a night.

Taking the chance to walk away,
Slowly through the night,
To feel a kiss – full warm caress
Slowly through the night.

Stealing the dreams of yesterday,
In the dark of night,
To hold a love and brand the heart,
In the dark of night.

Looking toward the hope of tomorrow,
In the bright sunlight,
To have a head filled with dreams,
In the bright sunlight.