On those cold days when such thoughts are so few
our hearts are now joined, and become as one.
We hold our hands tightly, as we must do
as the love in our lives has now begun.
Love, that we now hold dear has grown anew
while morning mists softly rise in the air.
I have found my sweet love, this love does renew
and ascends to such heights, I know not where.
The wind blows so cold, stinging to the eyes,
we walked, hand in hand, as I do recall.
The sun grew stronger as we watched its rise,
our smiles sharing our love in this cold fall.
Such cold and icy days have now begun
sharing our love in warming winter sun.

02/17/2012

Posted on 07/20/2013
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