Rows to themselves
pretty empty flight
Warsaw was cancelled
wedge the white wine
in the snow to chill
take portraits
of the first ladies
through the warmth
there is the smell
of tired creaky bones
after flu in the cold
tired mornings
nobody there for
a simple hug
The ferry crossings
offer respite
meadows of ocean ice
some drank wine
on the sun deck
it was peaceful
misty upon departure
the church an unexpected
safe haven was full
of love
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