When The Cold Is Felt, Remember Poem by Daniel Richards

When you feel the winter winds make bitter the streets of life
We search out light, warmth which sweeps us to search for hearts
But is it love or fear of the cold which makes us turn on the selfish light
Or is it simply the warmth of her eyes swept us into her heart

One day my dear we will be left and buried
And the time we had will be for those who are left
The flesh that lived and loved will disperse one day
So let the memories be good for those that stay

Always remember spring swaps snow for leaves
And the sun will rise again, the rain may fall
And let it so, for heartbeats carry on life
Will fulfil those who believe