One day i'm there, another i'm not <br />I thought I saw a happy day, the <br />mountains far away, I was given a pine <br />cone, nothing more than a simple act <br />yet attached with warmth, fun and far in <br />tact. <br /> <br />The clear night air aloud and fresh, a <br />moment with warmth, strong in breath, <br />could this now be, forever more.. <br />it seemed like it..the stuff of dreams, <br />her love was once my <br />effervescent stream, a fluttering <br />moment, a flutter a beat, <br />today cold lights, with out her warmth <br />the memory is just a street, the <br />snowy lane; frosty and steep, <br />warmth, really mist lined with sleet. <br /> <br />Up and away, blue sky today though <br />with shades of grey, with just my pine <br />cone, memories fading away, <br />I wish you were here kochanie moje.<br /><br />Jonathan Heads<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/pine-cone/
