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(Un-Named) Sometimes it's cold outside and the snow comes down too deep And yet, we keep on moving to be where we need to be Sometimes it's not the weather but a choice, as if, in whether Should I stay or should I go Should I keep on keeping on Then sometimes when we make a choice the repercussions pound their drum You fear the endless pounding changing outcomes of the unknown Sometimes (if only I could make this go away) Sometimes it's worth the struggle and sometimes you may cry To clear the walk from the falling snow Life is filled with wind and ice But when you hear that grand applause An ovation, standing; take a bow For if this band had no percussion I could never feel this proud Always © 2019 Jeffrey Spencer