Faraway – a poem.

I never know what to write in those intros for poems. You like poems: you’re welcome to check what I created. You don’t like poems: you’re welcome to my other creations. Enjoy!

Faraway

Faraway we are, one step further
from those days that we left.
But we didn’t close the door.

Faraway, on the iced, shiny fields,
in the snowy, silent woods
we will hear
the door’s slow squeak.

Not the frozen lake’s quiet rumbling,
not the little spring’s sweet melody,
not the moody ravens furious arguing,
it will be quiet just before
the door will creak.

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As always, thank you so much for reading. Do you also have -20 all the time like here? If not, then I’m super jealous, here right now it’s very tough winter… anyway I hope you guys are having lovely week so far and see you soon with something new. Also hi to all the new followers!