Winter Poem

Winter is a dark season that can make everything seem desolate and dark, until bright eyed children light up the night.

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A Winter's Epiphany

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Published: February 2006

Timeless thoughts of a winter's stare;
eyes gazing over a landscape bare.

Memories drift on a blustery breeze;
dying light ushers in the freeze.

Reaching out for a grasp on the present;
stillness sets in, alone, and desolate.

Future unknown, outcome uncertain;
brilliance shadowed by a drawn curtain.

Path now set, laid before me known;
closing light now emanating from home.

Enter my homestead, heart filled with glee;
two eyes of the future peering upward at me.

Trusting in him to forge forward until fulfilled;
Basis of strength, values I have instilled.

A weary mind at last permitted to rest;
reflecting on the realization of how I am blessed.

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I love this poem! Keep writing! I just love how you made it rhyme is some sort of way!

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