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Closer to You

Day 3 of 365

By Ellie HoovsPublished about a year ago 1 min read

The sparkling snow

lingers in the air

like fairy lights did

over Oxford Street.

Hot tea warms

the American chill in my bones,

though it doesn’t reach

my feet.

They can almost sense the hard

cold

cobblestones.

The winter gray is dappled with starlight,

there is comfort there,

knowing you are under the same

twinkling

sky.

These small tokens gift me

Zoltaric hope

that one day

we will

meet again

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Ellie Hoovs

Breathing life into the lost and broken. Writes to mend what fire couldn't destroy. Poetry stitched from ashes, longing, and stubborn hope.

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