Cold hands, frozen feet
Red scarf, snowy street
hugged and kissed
said good byes
Wide smiling faces
heart cries and cries
Will last till eternity
those blatant lies
Moments, hours,
days and years
Inside soft arms
time runs, time flies
Emptiness in fate
for uncountable eras
this waiting room
and pensive I
Until next year:)
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Winter’s grip can freeze our tears, as too the lies can freeze our hearts.. A thought provoking poem AB.. Thank you
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Thank you for the wonderful thought Sue, much appreciated 🙂
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I was wondering who nicked my cashmere scarf! On a more serious note – superb post Sir!
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Thank you Sir, apologies I borrowed it temporarily for this photo, now back where it belongs 🙂
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True by the way – I have lost red scarf!
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Good stuff AB. I like that, “this waiting room”.
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Indeed ‘the waiting room’ Staci 🙂 I wrote this in an actual train station waiting room and then compared
Life with it 🙂
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Nice ..
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Thank you 🙂
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For some, it’ll be cold soon…
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Indeed 🙂
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Reblogged this on My Bloggerdiok.
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Reblogged this on Ancien Hippie.
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Thank you so much Penney 🙂
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Elsa and Anna
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🙂 Terimakasih Bambang!
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Kembali
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Isn’t it lovely as always AB!
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You are very kind dear friend, as always 🙂
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Awww… Thank you !
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Reblogged this on New Creations by Sherri Of Palm Springs and commented:
beautiful ..Merry Christmas my friend… re-blog to New Creations.
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Many thanks Sherri, Merry Christmas to you as well!
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Beautifully done!😺
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Thank you so much kind Kat 🙂
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Absolutely!
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