4/19/05
11:57 AM
In winter
When the artic winds blow
And the bitter snow falls
I sleep among the frozen hills.
Locked in icy fields and
The cold numbs me of all feeling.
I have a respected profession
In care of those who are ill
And protector of members of my family.
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The spring came.
The fresh sweet winds whispered
And melted all that was covered
And frozen. She melted away
The ice of my heart
And new life budded
As flowers blanketed the fields
And swayed in the loving breeze
And I felt love for the first time.
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The summer
Heated the passionate winds
And the birds did call and sing
Life blossomed and laughed
As never before. Secrets were
Revealed and commitments were made.
It was a wonderful dream
For once I was allowed to live
And discover what happiness is.
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In autumn
All things would change.
The winds had departed
Life would hide or fly away
Leaves would color and die.
I would chose to let go
Of my greatest love.
I would erase my spring,
My summer, my autumn.
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Winter returned
Touching its frozen hand
On all that lived
And I would sleep once again
In the frost upon the ground.
My heart gone cold
As well as all that I once
Held dear. Caught beneath the snow
Never to see spring again.
