Postcards From Far Away

Just listening to that song over and over.
I even closed my eyes last night and listened.
Pretending to really play, positioning my fingers where the notes should be.
It takes you to a far off place.
I don't know where, just away.
It is foggy outside today.
And I am embracing the weather.
I am not going to fight the cold anymore.
I will enjoy it all.
I will taste the cold and remember.
I am going to go to Virginia for Christmas.
I hope it snows and snows.
I want to make a snow angel.
I haven't done that in ages.
And feel the flakes on my face as I look up.
And blink.