I Walk in the Frost
October 15th 2006 04:00
I walk in the frost,
Both excited and lost,
Thinking of warm things,
Love and other beginnings.
I walk in the rain,
Both dazed and sane,
Dreaming of things that please,
A million odd possiblilties.
I walk in the sun,
Both hopeful and undone,
Counting things that never were,
Counting things that still are dear.
Both excited and lost,
Thinking of warm things,
Love and other beginnings.
I walk in the rain,
Both dazed and sane,
Dreaming of things that please,
A million odd possiblilties.
I walk in the sun,
Both hopeful and undone,
Counting things that never were,
Counting things that still are dear.
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