The 31st installment of my series (Michelle)
And my autumns looking back
But when the cold of winter hits
I see my past go on attack
Those barren fields of gray
Somehow look me in the face
And the seasons that flew like birds
Stop still and dwell on my disgrace
I've weathered several tornadoes
I’ve almost drowned in playful seas
But this winter changed my outlook
Made my mind and heart just freeze
This winter already twice as hard
I cry tears of loss this day
For this was the very season
When my father had passed away
This feeling of loss had changed me
My skies had went from blue to gray
Leadened clouds of regret and sadness
Matched the feeling of disarray
As time passed I wondered
That this mood didn’t suit me well
I was never one to falter
I was never one to fail
This season held so much joy
So I had to try and realize
That my dad passing wasn’t tragic
I had to say my last goodbyes
With my past now tucked away
And my skies a shade of blue
Spring could come in wondrous splendor
I could see the leaves peaceful hue
A time of rebirth was at my disposal
I could finally go and erase
The sadness that lay inside my heart
For my smile this sign would erase
So as the seasons make their rounds
I will never forget but remember
The one I lost that faithful day
In the beauty that’s known as winter
Poetry by Coolaaron88
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Written on 2007-08-21 at 07:03
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In The Still of Winter
I spent my summers winding downAnd my autumns looking back
But when the cold of winter hits
I see my past go on attack
Those barren fields of gray
Somehow look me in the face
And the seasons that flew like birds
Stop still and dwell on my disgrace
I've weathered several tornadoes
I’ve almost drowned in playful seas
But this winter changed my outlook
Made my mind and heart just freeze
This winter already twice as hard
I cry tears of loss this day
For this was the very season
When my father had passed away
This feeling of loss had changed me
My skies had went from blue to gray
Leadened clouds of regret and sadness
Matched the feeling of disarray
As time passed I wondered
That this mood didn’t suit me well
I was never one to falter
I was never one to fail
This season held so much joy
So I had to try and realize
That my dad passing wasn’t tragic
I had to say my last goodbyes
With my past now tucked away
And my skies a shade of blue
Spring could come in wondrous splendor
I could see the leaves peaceful hue
A time of rebirth was at my disposal
I could finally go and erase
The sadness that lay inside my heart
For my smile this sign would erase
So as the seasons make their rounds
I will never forget but remember
The one I lost that faithful day
In the beauty that’s known as winter
Poetry by Coolaaron88
Read 1132 times
Editors' choiceWritten on 2007-08-21 at 07:03
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