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Winter Sadness

Sadness comes with winter
Days are hardly there
Night existing too long in space and time

On the ledge to look straight or down
With silence beyond the gift of snow
Thoughts swirl like cotton in summer

A fear steals the oxygen – …
And then the gasp…
As weakness takes a leap inside

While sitting on the edge alone. . .
Understanding the sorrow now..
At last the strength to weep


I am an educated adult female with Bachelor and Master degrees in Business Management. I am married with four children. I enjoy writing and drawing for a hobby and brain vacations. My dream is to publish a novel someday, but I am building on my short story and poetry crafts now.

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