David Walker Poet Rhyme

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Futurte Tomorrows

Future Tomorrows 
David J Walker

Gray is the color of Winters wind
January dressed for the occasion 
Singing songs in dissonant tones
Dark and sparse the evening

I know one thousand places to go
I know the streets are calling 
I know the whim of the businessmen
But soon the snow will be falling and

The moon will move beyond the clouds
To calculate the equation
Of a winter storm about to be born
Ignoring the evasion of

A winter breath as cold as death
An icy land of sorrows
Counting the haze of frozen days
Counting on future tomorrows

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Susan Lawrence January 22, 2022 at 8:33 AM David , I loved listening to and then reading this. Counting on future tomorrows of warmth and sun .. and hope . Very lonely and descriptive. All the best , Susan :) David Walker January 22, 2022 at 11:52 AM Thank you, Susan. I really appreciate you reading and commenting on my poetry. I am looking forward to reading yours too