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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required It was the New Year s Eve, the cold December day Snow covered the charcoal roads, the wind in trees lay. She could see the lights in the cozy dining hall Warm chaos and family reunion; a merry Time’s call. The snow thickened and the wind rose, harsher and harsher still When the mighty clock struck midnight, she leaned by the window sill. It was years and years ago, that she had defeated fate. To meet her one and only and to lose him to such wait. Now ten years later as she looks at the little celebration She wonders if she gave up her life to futile aggravation. If only he were here, If only he returned her call If only she knew why Lady Fortune had taken away her all. But the years have passed and the Time has changed. He is not hers to summon and she to him is estranged. This New Year’s eve, she promises to herself Like every preceding year, she will put the past on a shelf! She has not succeeded so far and she knows she will not. She looks out the window, content at her lot. The family in the little cottage is having a joyous fête She looks on with a solemn smile and marvels at her state. Years have come and gone by and many more will do Before she can meet, her matchèd star too. As the star-shaped snow, falls softly on the ground Her eyes tread the path, without a single sound. They look like twinkling stars if you catch them on your hand They render the earth heavenly and they charm you as they land. ‘Snowing stars, my snowing stars’, she calls them her own. As every snowing star buries the memories she has known. Under the snowing stars, she had cried all along, Under the snowing stars, she will stay and hold strong. Till then she will sit there, by the ragged window sill And pray to the snowing stars, to bring Life its will. **The title of the poem is not my own, I read the phrase online and wrote the poem because it triggered the thoughts. :)
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