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Snowdrift

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I can

Still feel the

Freezing cold

Air on my cheeks

An air long since gone

Like the people I used

To greet on the streets.

And you so small

I could fit you on the

Back of my bike

Sitting under the slide

So the cold rain wouldn’t bite.

I can still feel the freezing cold air...

And I worn out by life’s daily chores

Pulling the sledge to school carrying

the groceries that could feed a school

All done with love of course. Then one day

on returning you told me where you had been.

I can still feel the freezing cold air

My lips that wouldn’t move

And the

ice gripping

My  heart

◄ We should all be a bit of Captain Tom

Under the Sun , I Was a Good Boy ►

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