Winter

February 5, 2009
By theoobleck GOLD, Auburndale, Florida
theoobleck GOLD, Auburndale, Florida
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With the wind biting hard at my neck,
I glance up at his vibrant face and manage out a smile.
Needless to say it turns into an all out explosion of laughter.
Taking me into his arms,
Every thought of the cold wind disappears.
Really, it's impossible to forget.

Sometimes I forget the true meaning,
Eventually things come to an end.
All things will come to an end.
Spring, around the corner,
Only repeating,
Night is darkest before the dawn.


The author's comments:
A poem about walking the neighborhood with my first love.

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