Winter's Kill- Your Stone Cold Heart Poem by ANNE P LadeeAnne MURRAY

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Memories...
Of what I thought was love
Leave me feeling bitterly cold and empty
Cold and empty...
Like the old oak tree in the dead of winter
Who's lost it's leaves of greens and golds
The old, oak tree...
Once covered with soft billows of green

I was once covered with your soft, tender love
Now...
I feel like the old, oak tree in it's winter
Your love...
Was just a temporary blanket to be removed
When your cold, icy bitterness set in

The cold resentment that blankets your heart
Is like petrified, icy snow
That lies on the barren cold wintry ground


Will the sunshine melt your frozen heart of stone
Like the springtime melts the icy, wintry snow,
as it tenderly persuades the budding leaves to bloom?

No, you remain cold...
Like broken rain
Cold as the icy, frozen icicles
That hang on the branches of the old, oak tree
You...
With your stone cold heart

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