Thanks for the picture Tenderheart

I'm Sick Of Winter

Like many things in life, winter comes and goes
When this happens, we have no control

I know this winter weather, is getting old
Although this picture says it all, I'm just sick of the cold

Like winter, sometimes with your life, you have no control
You must live it the best you can, however it unfolds

I do love life, with my very heart and soul
Have had, and still have, many goals

In your life there are times, you will surely stumble
No one is perfect, very few are humble

Being humble is sometimes mistaken, for having no sense
Humble is to help someone reach there goals,
be happy just being in there presence

To live some parts of your life again, one would give anything
The best I can hope for, is a very early spring

Ray Hamilton
Better known as
{ Not a poet and I know it! }
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Words ~ Midi

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