Wednesday, December 3, 2014

Snow Covers the Ground

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Snow covers the ground
Falling without a sound
Flames inside burn brightly
Smiles glued on tightly

The tree, short and proud
Baring a colorful shroud
Of memories lost and found
As mists of time swirl round

Early you would rise
To discover your great surprise
Then my coffee you would brew
And serve it with the morning dew

Christmas greets us every year
In spite of the grief we must bare
Your smile forever lost
Your death too high a cost.

I polish my memories with a rag
And take your ornaments from a bag
They sparkle and shine in spite of dust
And a heart filled with rust.

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