"Destined Minds"

WINTERS COLD

Winters cold is passing
and memories pain is fading
joy returns in the spring
as fondness resumes its rightful place

As friends gather to meet
and no longer need to drag me from my bed
I thank the Lord for every breath
bestowed upon me with such grace

Let the dead take care of the dread
for I walk among the living
so let me falter and look back
and hold me not to task

for I am still grieving
all the love and dreams unfulfilled
and I promise there will come a time
in the summer I will gladly bask

Winter is passing
so fret for me not
and am glad that on this journey
I have a friend who will hold my hand

and catch me when I fall
allow me to cry and lament
winters passing tell me its ok
as memories fade to take joy in this life and proudly stand

Maree Long
(c) Maree Long