When I walk alone,
it is cold outside,
I do not know how,
to weather this storm,
all that I have ever learned,
push on and then walk on,
into the morning light,
to see a shining star,
now I have just hit a brick wall.
to see a shining star, good poem, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
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Very profound and meaningful about the walk of life, great depth and impact in the last line.