Is it possible to live,
a lifetime in a minute,
a month, a second
or a year?
Is it possible?
That the best things
in life are little moments?
Tiny fragments of a lifetime
feeding the warmth
on a cold rainy day.
That dress, the shoes,
the time and place-
All fade out.
What is left is a feeling.
A comforting blanket of coziness,
Wrapping you, giving you strenght.
It makes you want to live.
Comb life through and through,
for more frozen frames
of memories to hold onto.
Wrapping you warm
when you are sitting by a fire,
on a cold rainy day.