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Futurte Tomorrows

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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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Date: 1/22/2022 8:33:00 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 :)
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Date: 1/22/2022 11:52:00 AM
Thank you, Susan. I really appreciate you reading and commenting on my poetry. I am looking forward to reading yours too