Teresa Dearing

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The Cruel Winds Of Winter - Poem by Teresa Dearing

Got up this morning, no sun in my eyes,
The house is so cold, no warmth to the fire,
My love is gone, he took all my desire,
And cruel winds of winter howled all night.

My love could warm me in the coldest time,
Bring the light of day to the darkest night,
As tears of my sorrow fall from my eyes,
The cruel winds of winter cry in delight.

Pull on my coat, keep the chill from my side,
I walk by the sea, the salt stings my eye,
The caps are all gray, like clouds in the sky,
And with those cruel winds of winter, I cry.

As tears of my sorrow fall to the sand,
My love is not here to warn my cold hand,
He’s gone like the sun from this harsh, gray land,
And only the wind seems to understand.

This endless winter has replaced his light,
My sweet love gone, no warmth in my sight,
I drift lost and lonely, no sleep I find,
Still those winds cry with me deep in the night.

My heart so heavy, life has no delight,
And the cruel winds of winter, torment my night.

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  • Gold Star - 45,468 Points Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (1/5/2015 10:38:00 PM)

    Cruel wind in winter makes the problems to the man and it is rightly made into a good poem and great writing it is felt. Together with the feeling of loss of dear one expressed. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 12, 2009

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