kicking down...

catefrances

evidence is everywhere
tip toe through the cobbled streets,
hear a sound... wonder aloud
if it could be... could it be
then realise… that time has passed
wrap your arms around you closer
the winter wind’s in a biting mood
heavy thoughts weigh on your shoulders
could it be… yes it could be
slowly turn the tarnished door key
enter into a warming hearth
there she is... the clue you dreamed of
she turns and smiles
your life’s love release