when I think of winter

winter 1

Snow can wait, I forgot my mittens

Wipe my nose, get my new boots on

I get a little warm in my heart when I think of winter

I put my hand in my father’s glove

 

I run off where the drifts get deeper

Sleeping Beauty trips me with a frown

I hear a voice, „You must learn to stand up

For yourself ‚cause I can’t always be around“

tori amos

 

roid week day three 1/2

 

triptych

- polaroid SLR680

- impossible project color 600 testfilm 3.0

 

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