Winter Whispers

On westerly breeze
come words from afar
meant to soften the heart

honest and true?
only time will tell
as yet we are still apart

like earth lying buried
beneath winter snow
I tremble a wish on my lips

for things that could be
the feel of your warmth
the touch of your fingertips

the words from your heart
and soul mirror mine
the time we will meet
drawing near

I pray you are true
sincere in your quest
and wait for you
patiently here

Copyright © 2002 Patricia Petro • All rights reserved.
Painting: “Deer Creek Cottage” by Thomas Kincaid, oil on canvas.