Before The Cold Comes Poem by D.A. Woods
Before The Cold Comes
Rating: ★5.0
It's September and the leaves begin to die,
and here I am, still alive.
There's optimism in the air and I don't know why.
Everything in my life has led to nothing,
Wasn't that a big surprise.
If I can look back on my life with hindsight,
It's easy to be wise.
Sunday, September 29, 2019
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Life with it's up and downs.
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4/25/2024 6:16:08 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Well expressed thoughts and feelings. An insightful introspective piece of poetry. Thanks for sharing, Remain enriched.