What Was Once There Alyssa Griesman
As I glance out my kitchen Window, I see children playing
Today marks Vermont’s First snowfall of the year.
In the newly accumulated snow piles, Creating snowmen, igloos, and snow Angels without any worries nor cares in The world. If only I knew how good it was— That special, magical feeling That came during the winter. Maybe then, I wonder, I would Have cherished it just a Little longer.
Usually, this is my favorite Time, yet something Feels different…
Perhaps it is the absence of The innocence I once had— The absence of that pure joy And excitement that came along With the new season, making it Extra special.
The Sun’s Last Hour | Joey Davide | Photography
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