It is winter
in my soul.
Hope is frozen
like an icicle,
clinging to the eave
of my heart;
it longs to leave
the cold prison
of winter
and cleave
to the warm embrace
of spring.
It is winter
in my soul.
But a thaw is coming.
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Excellent - and I am sure many can relate.
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you may like the quote in another of my DD's blogs... I LOVE it.... http://dangerous-crusader.blogspot.com/2011/02/hope.html
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