Winter Cold. Poem by Terry Collett

Winter Cold.



Maybe you should
have said yes

years before
when the first kiss

had landed
and her eyes

were bright
as new coins

but no you
had to wait

until she’d met
someone else

and her heart
was no longer

yours to have
and hold

just that
late night

and the final wave
and the winter cold.

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