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Read Poems by Ryan McCabe

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Melt My Snow

Woman, won't ya come melt my snow?
Woman, won't ya come melt my snow?
Them winds that blew you 'way still blow,
See how that there river won't flow?
Dead of winter, nowhere to go.
What weatherman? What would he know?
All I know's this season's so slow.
Woman, won't ya come melt my snow?
Woman, won't ya come melt my snow?
All I do's stare at some streetlight glow,
Light on up high is just for show,
I need the Sun, I need to grow,
But I ain't some moth, I feel too low,
I'm a man acquainted with woe,
Woman, won't ya come melt my snow?
Woman, won't ya come melt my snow?

Copyright © Ryan McCabe | Year Posted 2017

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  1. Date: 8/10/2017 6:09:00 PM

    Enjoyed, Ryan!
  1. Date: 8/10/2017 5:45:00 PM

    Awesome poem! I got a chuckle out of this. LOL Have patience and it will happen. LOL :)

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