Frozen


Cold dew sprinkled

on fallen leaves

I lie under them,

a memory cloak around me

Squirming, pushing away the snow

trying to find the door

behind which the fire place beckons

the orange vision burning my frozen toes

It dangles tantalisingly near

then disappears

Another round of leaves fall

and I sleep

My search silenced

by winter’s glee.

©Reena Prasad 22nd October 2012

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