That moment
Fog lifting from the lake
Silent crisp air
My stubbornness
I see you
Walking to me
And I still grasp
For
Different
A change in the past
Paper Moments & Broken Lines
That moment
Fog lifting from the lake
Silent crisp air
My stubbornness
I see you
Walking to me
And I still grasp
For
Different
A change in the past
Paper Moments & Broken Lines 
Poignant
Nice poem, you could even leave the last line out…
I actually thought about that when I was putting it together for the post, but decided to leave it the way I originally wrote it. I feel like it adds a little extra of my joy that I was feeling. Thank you for your comment.