Jim Milks

(2/7/1966 / Boston)

Cold Spring


Staring out my window on a bright spring day,
Seems even the weather knows how I feel dismay.
Dark clouds gather the cold is near.
Spring and rebirth no longer matter, I fear.
White snow is falling, gathering all in its cold embrace.
A flower hides, encased in the coldness.
There is no sunshine only sadness.
No love to be found,
Cold, dark clouds abound.
The warmth of spring is lost,
For my life of sin I have paid the cost.
The coldness envelopes, the coldness beckons
It is my Savior, my destruction.

4/4/2007

Submitted: Thursday, August 30, 2007
Edited: Saturday, April 02, 2011
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