A Cold Dark Day
Walking on a cold dark day
I can’t see the sun it’s so grey
A brisk wind chills the soul
To make it home quickly my goal
Quietly the clouds open to a redeeming sun
A warming for the world cheekily won
Even on the coldest day
There is light and warmth in hope you pray.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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