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Snow Drifting
I just need to clear my head
Before I can even try to go to bed
Outside the snow keeps on falling
In my thoughts a voice keeps calling
So I wander slowly to the kitchen
Grabbing my boots and my mittens
Off I go to where the drifts are deeper
A winter wonderland for this non-sleeper
Funny now how the world seems peaceful
Yet my troubled mind refuses to go
Rubbing my arms trying to warm my skin
I walk to where the ice grows thin
I look into my own crystal reflection
I slowly put things into perspective
I turn to the house putting this walk to an end
The winds whisper behind me....
Everything changes my friend
~THE FLOWING PEN~
3-14-04
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" Artist Amy Brown "
"Artist Amy Brown "
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Before I can even try to go to bed
Outside the snow keeps on falling
In my thoughts a voice keeps calling
So I wander slowly to the kitchen
Grabbing my boots and my mittens
Off I go to where the drifts are deeper
A winter wonderland for this non-sleeper
Funny now how the world seems peaceful
Yet my troubled mind refuses to go
Rubbing my arms trying to warm my skin
I walk to where the ice grows thin
I look into my own crystal reflection
I slowly put things into perspective
I turn to the house putting this walk to an end
The winds whisper behind me....
Everything changes my friend
~THE FLOWING PEN~
3-14-04
" Artist Amy Brown "
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Snow Drifting
Snow Drifting