Empty House Poem by Ray Hansell
Empty House
A snow flake landed in my hand
I stood and watched it as it melt
Because some times in love
That's just how my heart felt
I always love them for a while
But not as long as I should have
I stood there in the falling snow
Knowing I probably could have
Maybe that's why today
I'm sitting here all alone
In a big empty house
That longs to be a home
5-22-19/RjH
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4/24/2024 4:07:13 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A snow flake landed in hand reflects the emotion of hope and joy and we find beauty of glorious mind. This poem amazingly describes about the feelings inside a big empty house. An amazing sharing is done really.10