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That Winter's Day

I still reminisce that winters' day Grey clouds hovering around, As cold and wet like it could get Bold raindrops drumming a sound. The view outside my window pane Was dismal as it could be, It seemed the heaven's had painted The mar with melancholy. An icy wind knocking about Wanting to enter my room, Could fathom all it wanted was To torment me with its gloom. That winter's day left at my porch Old memories laced with pain, They crept in slow and climbed my bed With me since then they have lain. That mournful day has long past by Leaving footsteps in my mind, Of ice and sleet and blinding rain And a morbid day unkind. They prong me with sad painful blows And I know not what to say, My heart's now left all cold and numb Still gripped by a winter's day. ***********

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