Belief
You said it a thousand times before
but never really believed it
Saw the snow coming down
the thick mist enclosing
felt the ice piling up
the cold sinking in
heard voices fade
care disappear
and yet, you never believed.
Copyright © Trista Whaley | Year Posted 2007
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