When February has been Harsh
It's just one foot in front of the other.
It's just one moment,
then another, then another-
Till the footfalls mark a footpath
and the breathing is a testament.
It's funny how time flies and yet remains standing still. I blink, and we are in the middle of February. I blink again, and the world outside is still covered in ice and deep, deep snow.
The winter, thus far, has been educational.