The whisper of nature

It is cold outside
the air has changed overnight,
my birdfeeders are empty.
Another year is coming to an end.

I am beginning to realize
not everything is worth fighting for,
my heart was damaged from the time I was a little girl.
Sometimes there is no closure.

I seek comfort in the whisper of nature
talking to my cats,
bringing my canvas back to life.
I am learning to smile.