Roots

 

I hope it’s nice wherever you are.

 

The breeze calms your soul

and heat makes you want to live.

 

The bitterness and frostbite

don’t let that ruin your way

 

While the rain beats down

Earth across your face.

 

If snow is taller than your bones

and your body heat is gone,

 

And I hope, you never forget home.

 

 

 

special thanks to Hypha for editing

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