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How many stories have been told
Not once or twice but a thousand fold About the wind, snow and cold The week before colder weather was in the forecast Today there are snow clouds and it is overcast Soon there will be a winter storm-blast Off in the distance snow covers mountain peaks A sign that snow will appear within weeks Then shelter and warmth everyone seeks Snow starts to fall lightly Covering roads and the ground slightly Enduring squalls nightly Since it is only around midweek With no relief of snow to speak Getting around takes a special technique The weekend will bring lake front snow People will bundle up like an eskimo Keeping warm as the cold winds blow Higher and higher snow piles rise Inches to feet no big surprise Going outside would not be wise But a man took his dog outside Knowing it could be suicide Taking one step they went for a ride Slipping and sliding down the driveway The dog’s leash causing a foul play As both go violently tumbling away Laying on his back looking at the gray sky Feeling as if he is going to die Too petrified to even let out a cry His faithful golden retriever Ace Beside his master licking his face Ready to play a game of chase After taking an award winning dive His body starting to revive Very grateful to still be alive Getting up groaning from his backside Bruised body but mostly his pride Trying to look unhurt and dignified He and his faithful four legged friend Ace Head back to their brightly lit place Welcoming the warmth like a lover’s embrace The snow, wind and cold intensified Everyone in the area was horrified The national weather service was mystified After endless months of wind, snow and icy cold Shining sun and warmth was here for all to behold Everyone starts venturing out of their household For spring has finally arrived!
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No one seemed to be moving
Let alone breathing As the echo of the crashing sound Fades away into nothing Then as my hearing starts to clear The tiniest sound of a cry you hear As you’re wiping away your tear Yelling for anyone that may be there A loud mournful yowling was near I find a baby just born this year The mother seemed no longer to be here! Thank God, the baby is safe, showing no fear! I am afraid of the effect of your touch
On my feeble heart Seeking as I am a broken soul An orphaned life Groping in the shadows Cause me not to wither and shrivel In my thirst for you My affection is true in its meaning The more I array with you The more we become interwoven How I desire the kiss of your lips
Sweet as honey and finer than wine Your eyes shine brightly Your voice soft and musical Your face is lovely The touch of your skin satin and silk The perfect beauty Your love pure and passionate Full of life’s flame - a blazing fire You make me feel blessed beyond words So alive - so fulfilled - so aching How little it takes To feel that tug That pull to be closer To live life with only you Never to love As I love you My love how I desire a kiss from your lips Sounds of bombs far off in the distance
Rata tat tat, the guns continue to fire The smell of gun powder and the cries of the hurt and dying Visions of death and destruction all around This is battle, some call it war These are the sounds and visions I carry with me as I lay on my couch; Wondering, Is It Really-Really Over! |
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