A Cold Wind

A Cold Wind there’s a cold wind blowing just outside my door and a heavy rain is falling where the sky was blue before and I know they’ve come to tell me not to fight it any more and a cold wind is blowing just outside my door when I think back to the summer years my dreaming mind takes flight and I marvel at the journey that introduced me to this night I hear voices warm and tender don’t fight it any more but a cold wind’s still blowing just outside my door now memories once faded arrest me from my sleep and I reach out to reveal them bring them back into my keep the voices are much softer now don’t fight it any more and the wind’s a little quieter just outside my door in the theatre of my dreaming I return to timeless years a travel through the seasons the laughter and the tears the voices now are whispers but I’m not listening any more and the cold wind’s stopped blowing just outside my door Wazza