RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Summer's Winter - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Summer's winter filling me with a freezing heat, as
I lie here in a bed filled with sorrow's tears.
Not wanting to talk or think about things that are
hurting my being, feeling loneliness touching me
deeply with it's heated iciness.
This heart totally filled with the coldness of loss
in death, it's hand still gripping my heart with it's
Somewhere within my being, life has drowned in the
melting ice beneath a summer's sun.
Feeling sadness being draped upon me from depths of
a summer's winter snowstorm, burying me beneath the
snowdrifts left by death's insistence.
Taking my heart and piercing it like an ice pick, no
respite from it's passing as your life continues to
expire without me through eternity.
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