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The Heat

“The Heat” The season is upon me faster then I care for the cold bitter winds Blowing leaves cascading through the air like butterflies Morning sun shine giving the false feeling of warmth Thanksgiving less than a week away I begin to pray for Spring Holidays no longer busy with the excitement of family Rather they are somewhat lonely and empty No longer the voices of children playing or laughing Just the silence of this empty house causing these feelings of loneliness Another year has passed me by without loving arms to comfort my soul Don’t go looking for a smile to brighten your mornings let them come to you Yet here I sit waiting for the knock on my heart to let the love inside Still sitting by the front door ready to accept the angel on the other side Love where are you? Are you coming to fulfil this empty heart? Please hurry I need you to erase this frown and erase the cold that surrounds me I long for your arms around me as mine comfort your everything Let our hearts be the heat that keeps us warm on these cold bitter days

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 12/6/2015 11:10:00 AM
'...waiting for the knock on my heart' is such a poignant phrase. Unutterably sad and extremely well written. BRAVO Stephen. Best wishes, Keith
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Brian Stoaks
Date: 12/6/2015 11:16:00 AM
Thank you Keith. This one will definitely be in my next book.

Book: Shattered Sighs