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Footprints In The Snow

Contributed by Sinned on Friday, 24th December 2004 @ 08:26:26 AM in AEST
Topic: PoemsonBeauty

Foot Prints In The Snow

Dark and dreary
Early morning in January
Ice mountains on the window pains
Tired feeling drained
Bills and problems surmount
Creditors too many to count
I scratch an ice mountain to peer outside
O'God I'd rather die
Two foot of snow and rising
The early sun blured on the horizon
Erran and duties must be done
I'd rather stay home
My heart is cold I wish to stay warm
Coffee I siphen before I go
Three cups five and four
O' my word three foot of snow
I push open my door
It's now seven am
My mouth open
I'm covered in sin
Looking to shoel
I begin to shovel
Cursing the devil
The path to my car narrow
Out the driveway I spun slipped and slide
Again raising my voice not on high
Spinning down the road moaning The road to satan is clear and wide Two foot of snow still on the rise I sigh
Why me !
Morning light a greeting
Visions I'm seeing
Bundles of joy
Building a snow fort three young boys
They stop to pepper my car with snow balls
I smile little devils I recall
The days of my youthfulness
My own demoness
The sun now rising to a glorious glow
I spot two young girls
Eleven or twelve making angels in the snow
My problems begin to fade
Every toungh shall call you blessed
Hail Mary full of Grace
I feel so discrased
The Grace of The Spirit overcome the new Eve
What can I say I feel like *****
Lord Jesus forgive me

Sinned

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Re: Footprints In The Snow (User Rating: 1 )
by n2dep2care on Friday, 24th December 2004 @ 12:32:28 PM AEST
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Moving write, and a clear message. Well done!

Laurie

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