And I Go On Poem by Cordell Rich
And I Go On
You spill into my dreams,
Intrude into my days.
You come into my thoughts,
A pause in the cold wind.
Then you are gone again.
And the cold wind bites
The hard winds blow,
And I go on.
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Short, Dramatic and a very impactful piece of poetry. Lovely composition. Felt what the writer was feeling
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4/24/2024 6:51:02 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Beautifully structured and focused. The memory of a loss enters consciousness as a cold wind. All but the chill fades.