silence

silence now

yet still

the clock ticks

 

 

stepping

 

stepping stones

I follow

my inner child

 

 

 

patchwork

 

patchwork quilt

all my memories

of grandma

 

 

 

wine

 

 

wine on the terrace

I take a another sip

of sunset

 

 

comfort

 

 comfort blanket

the fading scent

of childhood

 

 

 

counting

 

counting cracks

in the flagstones

warm sun

 

dawn

 

dawn

dewdrops fall

from the blossom

 

 

bedtime

 

 

bedtime stories

the innocence of childhood

dreams

 

 

scent

 

the scent

of warm chestnuts

lingering chill

 

 

 

 

 

shifting

 

 

shifting clouds

all my suspicions

confirmed