WINTERS SLEET TURNED APRIL RAIN Our destiny forever marred, chipped and scarred by choices made so long ago when Winter rains resembled sleet icing hearts replete Springtime thaw a distant pealing bell ringing...ringing...ringing... muffled silent held in Winters maw frozen icy grip Coldly rising flood escaping stony banks sandbags not enough to quell the steady lava flow What now? Spring arrived? Will glaciers melt? Ice floes crack, subside? Will new buds emerge to thrive, growing stronger bathing in the warmth rejuvenated after Winter sleep? Will Winter sleet turned April rain carry us along gentle babbling brook caressed on either side by wildflowers passion scent? Will Winter sleet be warded off? Will newborn buds ensue? Will roots once frozen soil surrounded withstand loves hibernation yet to yield sweet tendril shoots through hearts foundation securing, extending, emphasizing a Springtime love anew? by Sheryl McCurdy |
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MIDI: THEME FROM FORREST GUMP |