The Cold Winds Of Yesteryear
The wind of time
The cold winds of yesteryear blowing fiercely, swirling in whirlwind, funnel like attacks
Whistling tunes kept locked away in mental satin and lace soundtracks
Golden days of long ago
Passed so swiftly like an embedded overflow
The rhythm, the music faint sounds vibrating from within
Remembering the magic place and time it all began
Today when the wind is frigid and blowing from the Northern shore
I cuddle up inside my cozy blanket and return to sunny skies, sandy beaches our footprints together once more
Memories, beautiful memories that cease to fade away
Held tightly inside for another future visit on the next wintry day.