Constitution Poem by Dustin Newman

As the cold winter's bite fades into the past,
So too must the pain of memories gone.
And when those thoughts, removed at last,
More humble a person you are alone.

Move your life forward mocks the crow.
It sits beyond my stain filled glass.
Empty it all into your soul.
Its warmth brings healing and comfort at last.

Love brings pain and without condition.
Beating your life against the rocks.
Hold not long to its enticing position.
Lost is the key to your heart in its box.

Trace with fingers along missed shadows,
Never to appear and show such sway.
Such things you know need not hallows,
Far kept them for another day.

Happiness is your place to secure,
The puzzle awaits its final piece.
Seek out its tempting allure.
As pain will stop, will halt, will cease.