Eruption
Oh how quickly things will change
Catch my breath, I am deranged
Clouds have come to take the sun
Spring's warmth had just begun
Snow erupts from angry skies
Blackened nights, still, white eye
Again the cold to fill my soul
Coming forth a brimming bowl
Spilling rays of hope like rain
I cannot say who's to blame
Should the sky be my foe?
Does his hand bring all my woe?
Another day will come from night
Another day, I'll see the light
Copyright © Christopher Steven Coan | Year Posted 2010
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