(1/03)
the snow is falling over the coldest winter of my memory
while i lay curled up inside the warmth of my company
a sweet kiss to make it all go away
a soft touch to make it all okay
when opportunity thrives
i quietly accept
while all along
i'm questioning it
what am i singing for?
will it take me where
there is no loss for words
let me be surrounded
by songbirds