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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Hollow is the chilling winds of October, Frozen solid is the lunar moon that illuminates the night, Fears lost kindred roam the ice fields of limbo, Under the clarity of forbidden warmth, that has been Shielded beyond the reach of the spiritually deprived, And depraved. Spirit wonders drifting amongst the snow packs, These lost members of humanity, hanging on the sheered Edge of mankind’s reality, the doomed stalkers whom Wailing cries haunt, split the chilling silence of winter By depth degree, in an eerie shroud of the forgotten and Betrayed. Hatred’s chains of malice’s intent drag behind them, these Ghosts of winter, tangled roots of ignorance are left intertwined Mangled amongst the shades of life’s regrets, clanging linkages Of harden steel, the bass metal of kindness tarnished by greed’s Deist, and financial lust for profits high cost in flesh and bone. Shadow figures placing their hands of frost, against the window Pains that gleam with the flickering lights of the seasonal Celebration called Christmas. Harken this message my friends. is it not the time for Forgiveness, let us then the living raise a toast of holiday cheer, In these beings honor, for the harsh road hey tread is a lonely Venue unto nowhere. Live each day to the fullest, let the true meaning of Christmas Swell within your heart and envelope thy soul, and just maybe The ghosts of winter will rest at peace at last. BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN
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