So long,

So long the silent winter,

I breathed as you said,

You missed my mind,

My mind, I was waiting,

Patiently,

For my shoes to sink, 

gracefully into the ground.

And when they did,

I knew that I would find the words,

Words long retreated into my chest.

Emma and I took a brilliant walk down to Queen West this afternoon.  I haven't posted in a while, but I was waiting for exactly this... the emotion/motion of spring.