when i shivered through the door
ClutchTheDawn
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when it snows,
in big white flakes
of pure, independant beauty,
I tilt my head back
close my eyes
feel the cold purity
melt against my eyelids,
stick out my tongue
taste childhood all over again.
I spread my arms
let all the worry wander,
see the faces that used to see mine,
the ones that loved without question,
and I always knew,
despite the cold,
that the warmth would be waiting
when I shivered through the door.
in big white flakes
of pure, independant beauty,
I tilt my head back
close my eyes
feel the cold purity
melt against my eyelids,
stick out my tongue
taste childhood all over again.
I spread my arms
let all the worry wander,
see the faces that used to see mine,
the ones that loved without question,
and I always knew,
despite the cold,
that the warmth would be waiting
when I shivered through the door.
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It reminds me of how good it used to feel to go to my grandparents house. They were always so happy to see me at the door!
glad it brought back similar memories for you.