Vonda Overlie

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December - Poem by Vonda Overlie


Who said this would be easy?
As I follow this thing called life,
Around each bend, more and more pain.

The storm never ends.
Where are the rainbows?

You promised you would never give more than I could handle?
When did I grow this strong?

Oh how I long for the carefree summer days when the soft wind blew through my hair and love was new.

You spoiled me then.
Days when all I had to do was lay in your arms and feel the love.

Are you testing my character?

It is December.
No growth.
Awaiting Spring to bud and begin anew.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 12, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, January 31, 2013

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