My times of darkness are extended
My days have grown cold
My excitement is dissolved in slushy footprints
My breath is now old
My purpose unknown and fore-sought
My tears chill the world
My wrath blankets the thoughts
My thoughts become swirled
My tears are walked on, pushed to the side, then eventually they melt away
Seen by no one because of the Sun's illuminant ray
My feet are frozen into place, sealed like cement, neither moving backward nor beyond
My life follows a continuous cycle, I come and go in time, yet my heart does not respond
HELLO MY NAME IS: ......Winter
Written 12/24/2001
By Phylicia D. Thomas
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