19 Dec 2013

Twelve Days of Christmas: 5

Five Gold Rings

Five gold rings. One for each winter he’d come to me across the sea on his sailing ship. Finding me at first frost; gone before the darkest day.  Leaving me wet, anchored to the shore, waves pushing me away. Five gold rings. Each holding the hope he will take me as his winter bride once more.


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