Sunday, December 9, 2012

Cold Winter


Can the morning bring more delight?
Can a phone call really change what is right
Neither parties wanting to mention what’s the break
Messages wondering what from who gives and who takes

Emotions run high in the season of cold
Pondering why such a wait and for no time to hold
Is there something to be changed in the way that we speak
Would much matter if one had no care to be reached

Why ignore something in which fate had dealt
What’s in your fears to hinder what could be felt
Where you the one cast aside from a former love
When tensions ran high did you pray above

Remembering in that first day we met
You had thoughts of what was meant
The city is bare and for all to see
The lost only wonder but that’s not for me

xoxo Will xoxo

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