Andrew F. Turner
A Winter's Day
On a morning blue you came.
Asking, 'What is meant to be? '
And on that day, a bleary day
I buzzed and stung, much like a bee
You asked me so,
“What can I do?
She struck me down with all but fists
Here I am,
On this day of mists,
What can I do, what shall I do?
Love is like a winter’s day
Cold and true but lonely and blue
What is the key?
What can I do?
What is meant to be? ”
I said to you;
'Listen to me now!
What’ll be will be, and I can see
That all that’s been and all that’s keen
Will stay there in your lonely heart,
Forever there, forever green
Never blue and never true”
You fought, I flew and that is all.
But soon I called,
for that winter's day it seemed,
would come all day, in every dream.
You cannot have her, this you feel
but you need her.
What shall you do? What will you do?
If you must plant this seed?
You feel lost, away from home
and you know naught to do.
You wish for day and night, I see
you want for her, this I believe.
You feel scared
deep down; in here.
I know the feeling well.
But you know what, my dear young friend?
Love's not far, not lost, not gone!
Do not despair, do not fear!
Just turn around and, hear hear!
A new horizon's coming near,
a frosty winter day's appeared.
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