Snowballs
I Could remember those nights, those
Cold nights by the fireside,
It's true memories have bettersides,
But I'm lonely on the inside;
I held you in my arms and I kissed
Your forehead,
You smiled and slapped my bald head.
We played snowballs,
Here I am, as lazy as tortoise, watching
The snow as it falls;
You warmed me with your body during
The cold nights,
So sad, time flies,
I wonder if I'll ever see you again,
It's hard to erase all the memories we
Made
Emmanuel Shadrach
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Poet's note: A poem of love/loneliness
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