Winter Days

December 17, 2010
By kasicrumbo18 BRONZE, Tremont, Illinois
kasicrumbo18 BRONZE, Tremont, Illinois
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Favorite Quote:
One day my prince will come, but right now he's too proud to ask for directions. - anonymous

The brisk winter winds blow through my curls
As the rays of light shine upon my gleaming face

The rays warming me on the outside
But, the pure beauty of the wondrous sight warming the inside

The tears start to flow, as I think back to the life I once was living

The heartache the pain, caused by my mistakes
The sorrow caused by the death of the one most dear

The tears for the things that I cannot change

The loss of that precious little baby that was once mine
The regret of all that I now can’t change.

The tears for those who deal with me from day to day

But, I look at that pure white snow
I tell myself that I’m not perfect

We all make mistakes that we must ask forgiveness for
I try to tell myself that from day to day

But, life’s not that easy for me

The author's comments:
I wrote this poem in my distress one day. It's definatly in the works, but it's getting there:)

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