A Winter Night
In the still quiet of the winter's night
I can see my breath, I can feel it's might
Filling my lungs with the frigid air
Cooling the fire of despair roaring there
Until I sat under the cool moonlight
I did not realize the measure of my fright
I wonder at how in the world I got here
And how I can possibly relieve my despair
The path taken matters little in my plight
I must gather the courage to remove from my sight
Every negative thought kept in my lair
Every person, everything not welcome there.
by Synthia D Rainess
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