It’s time to walk away and let go...
I am grateful for what we were,
But winter is here,
So everything is frozen and still,
And I do know the drill -
We drift apart,
The snow is white and ill,
And every bit in me is loaning us -
Forget it.
The snow is coming -
Cold December jazz.
December jazz
© Copyright: Ирина Алексеева-Сафонова, 2020
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