The Cold Ride ...
After a last farewell, he left on his bicycle in the late setting sun of afternoon on that cold and blustery winter day. The snow that had melted and then froze to ice showed reflections on the road, but remained intact in the heaped mounds on the sides. Some of the stark trees in the park still showed the withered remains of Fall leaves. It was just another day of winter in Montreal! I then wondered, would I ever see my dear friend again?
I did in 2017 an I hope that I will again sometime this year of 2018 or 2019.! Dear friends must never be forgotten!
The Cold Ride ...
After a last farewell, he left on his bicycle in the late setting sun of afternoon on that cold and blustery winter day. The snow that had melted and then froze to ice showed reflections on the road, but remained intact in the heaped mounds on the sides. Some of the stark trees in the park still showed the withered remains of Fall leaves. It was just another day of winter in Montreal! I then wondered, would I ever see my dear friend again?
I did in 2017 an I hope that I will again sometime this year of 2018 or 2019.! Dear friends must never be forgotten!