Winter’s Wish- Michael Erickson

Upon this line of gray we danced,

You with your wings and I with my feet.

The sun had set and darkness gathered round,

Watching our movements flung wide.

Our bond began to fade.

And as you rose beyond my reach,

You melted into the stars.

Michael is a husband, father, writer, poet, and aspiring author. He finds time to scribble down his thoughts in the dead of night, between ghosts and night owls. If you’d like to read more of his poetry follow the link here. Or to visit his full blog, ‘The Ink Owl’ click here.

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