Her Winter Face
Her morning reflection cast another death warmed over look
as hallowed eyes looked back at her as someone forsook
the lines on her forehead seemed etched deeper than ever before
as her ghostlike appearance depressed her to her very core
It was a hard winter and it showed on her hapless face
more death in the family leaving her in a daze
with internal and external issues having to deal with everyday
she tried to put up a brave front come what may
The night before the first day of spring she whispered a silent prayer
knowing that her Heavenly Father upstairs really cared
sharing her troubles with Him she fell into a restful sleep
finally sleeping like a baby...sleeping deep
Next morning spring time beckoned her awake
feeling like a burden was lifted off her was no mistake
hearing for the first time the birds outside chirp
she felt renewed and like she had more self worth
Glancing in the mirror she looked more like her old happy self
not as haggard or worn out as she took toothpaste off the shelf
finishing up her bathroom routine she thought of Amazing Grace
and with a new spring in her step she left behind her old winter face.
3-18-18
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