The coldest Morning

In the coldest morning

Of a frozen day

There’s a teeny tiny kernel of heat

Deep inside your heart.

Keep it safe,

You might need it

Some day

 

In the coldest morning

Of a dead relationship

Reach inside

For that tiny kernel of heat.

You’ll need it

For that someone else

You’ll meet.

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jan oskar hansen

Fri 14th Feb 2014 22:16

I loved the last verse of your poem

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Steve Higgins

Sat 8th Feb 2014 18:48

Not the very bestest Beatle song Solar, but I do much prefer their older stuff!

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Starfish

Fri 7th Feb 2014 19:36

You sentimental soul, you.
I shall google that song too; it's a new one on me.

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Patricia and Stefan Wilde

Wed 5th Feb 2014 19:32

lovely poem Steve.Hope it aint personal.xx

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Rose Casserley

Tue 4th Feb 2014 10:35

just nicked on,nicking out asap but not before I correct the name of that song-
*Anna*(go with him)and not Hannah.Have a good day Steve.x

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Steve Higgins

Tue 4th Feb 2014 06:39

Aww, thanks Solar. I'll look out for that Beatles song! x

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Rose Casserley

Mon 3rd Feb 2014 17:11

reminds me so much of the lyrics in an old Beatles song *Hannah*

#you give back the ring to me
and I will set you free to go with him*

I adore that song and love this poem.x

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