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Walk From Cold Winter To Spring

The summer days have gone away I am unhappy to start a new day Along with the heat goes the happy times Its time to do the sentence for my crimes As I start my journey it looks grim and long To complete it I'll have to become intelligent and strong People say this part of my life is just a small thing But for me it's a walk from Cold Winter to Spring As the cold comes theres no place to hide All the pretty girls have gone inside No more warm nights, no more green lawns As the cold demands it, my attention is drawn As I'm on this cold road of destiny I keep looking back at the summer times which used to be As I continue on this lonely path It seems to take all I have and a half These Cold Winter nights come day by day Why have the joys from last season gone away Seems like I'm going from Jekyll to Hide All the bad feelings in me found their way outside As I continue my walk from Cold Winter to Spring I look at the one who knows everything I ask God, I say why me? He says, this is what you need to see He knows this road isn't pleasant to me But sends me this way to leave what I am to become what I should be It's the road of a boy becoming a man The road to fulfill my life long plan As the snow piles the road and come on the street lights A smile comes to my face because I know the Spring coming is bright Through I didn't choose this path and it really wasn't my thing I was happy to take this walk from Cold Winter to Spring

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 2/12/2016 10:06:00 PM
RON, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry. LOVE LINDA
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Date: 11/12/2009 12:44:00 PM
I am so happy that your excellent poetry was included in my day of enjoyable reading. May you have a wonderful day filled with inspiration Darian. Love, Carol
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