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hmmm
I was alone in my life
Work, eat, sleep, basically marking time
Day in and day out with the loneliness tucking me in
Like the blankets on my bed on a cold winter night
An invitation, an enticement
Peeling back a small corner of the blanket
I crawl out for a glimpse
A shimmer of hope, a sliver of happiness
More involvement, more connecting
The blanket starts sliding toward the edge
not quite falling to the floor
Maybe it's me who is falling
Awakening, smiling, big stretch
The blanket on the floor at the end of the bed
I look inside and out
Should I pack it away or do you think it will snow
