#WritcoPoemChallenge
The journey has come to an end,
Weaving through meandering paths,
Sometimes alone, often with a friend

The journey seems to be magical velvet colored lights shines upon the path. Outlining the dark pointy thickets seen before the winter blizzard, set to last. It's magical when weather conditions are sunny, filled with sunshine, reset in peculiar times. Before life becomes a nursery rhyme. Filled with laughter funny gestures, confetti...