Cold Rain

The cold rain fell while the days flew by.
The sun rose, my deepest sleep began to thaw,
My spirit was anxious to soar, 
I armed myself with a strength that could not fail.
With my being renewed, the wind that is life filled my sails.
I pushed forward with new ideas to think about.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Krutsinger Avatar
May 20, 2019 at 2:03 AM
This is the definition of being pro-active, my friend. "I pushed forward with new ideas to think about." Wise choice!
Lake Avatar
May 20, 2019 at 11:18 AM
Thank you. Much love to you.
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