I'm not looking for a white Christmas
For my life is already a cold place
Bleak and forbidding
So I have no need of snow
Carpets of white everywhere
Winter fills my every day
My life is perpetual winter
Because you have taken my warmth
You were the heart of me
You sent the blood coursing through me
You were the sun in my sky
Now my life is tundra
And I am just a frozen husk
To numb to exist


I am a fifty something family man with a passion for writing and I draw inspiration from those around me.
paul.curtis1956 @ btinternet.com
http://www.dreamagic.com/poetry/poetry.html
http://www.peculiar-poetry.com/

Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com-CHRISTIAN WRITERS

---

If you died today, are you absolutely certain that you would go to heaven? You can be! TRUST JESUS NOW

JOIN US at FaithWriters for Free. Grow as a Writer and Spread the Gospel.

---