Photo by A. Siegel

It’s hard to remember
the sunny days
when Winter whiteness leaves the city

The days of Autumn
are faded colors
we wonder if we ourselves fade into

The blank pages of the book
unwritten are as white as the snow
waiting for the footsteps of an adventure
not alone nor without a pen
to some good thing


© Abigail Siegel 2019

MA in Classics: Latin poetry as well as myth and folklore. Writes mostly poetry and book reviews. Part-time Latin tutor:

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