Last Winter Walk

Walking in the last season of winter

We stepped in the melting snow and glowing water

We touched the moist bark and moss

We felt cool breeze and warm sunshine

We walked trough the woods  together

We talked and accompanied each other

But then oh no we got lost

You told me it would be fine

Could we be back before the winter is over?

You said: sure we will not stay here forever

But with you i love the most

Trough all seasons  i will loose my mind

{ Nataya Anindira 2011 }