Cold Cold Winter
Coming around the bend
Just to say, okay
How will I fit in your day?
In your life? ...as your
Nicely, I think
Is there room for me?
In your heart?
Among your art?
It has been very long
We've both been apart
I'm trying to imagine
It looks good
Will my life fit with yours?
Spending loving hours
In a place called ours
I know we'll fit
Do you want me bad enough?
It may be rough
At first
Will I be loved?
Enough?
You know you'll be
Will the winter come
And go...with snow?
Will we ever know
Before spring?
Here's to hoping so
or
Is it going to be a Cold
Cold Winter
Again?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem