Something familiar

Something familiar
Strikes a pose on some mountain peak of your mind
With a walking stick in one hand and your senses in the other
If you could only read his lips
Through his frozen beard

He leaves you
        brilliant
        and sparkling
     Hopeful as the crisp air that ushers in                          the harvest
He leaves you all that you needed
Your storehouse of memories unscathed

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