On A Winters Day

On A Winters Day
David S Nicholson. Apr, 04, 2012

On a winters day in the summer of youth she passed into the land here after.
On a winters day I can still remember the smell of her hair.
On a winters day in the fields of snow and the bite of the cold wind, I hunger for her.
On a winters day there is a glimpse of what she must have felt.
On a winters day I will light a fire and remember her.
On a winters day perhaps the wind will carry an echo of your voice.
On a winters day my tears will turn to ice.
On a winters day there will be a warming feeling.
On a winters day I will pray that God took you in his arms.
On a winters day the summer beckons once more.
So long but not goodbye.

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