The Daily Spur 07.05.2026

Skate ⛸️

Every winter
the lake became
our world.

Ice stretching wide
beneath pale Nordic skies,cold air burning
our cheeks pink.

I skated for hours—speed skating,
figure skating,
turning circles
across frozen silence.

The sound 
still lives in me—
blades cutting ice,
sharp and rhythmic,
echoing through winter air.

There was freedom 
in it.
Movement.
Balance.

I have learned—
some memories
never fully melt.

They stay beneath us,
clear as ice,
waiting 
for the light
to touch them again.

© Maggie – The Afterlove Voice ⚖️♾️🦉

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