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Aug 2015
I fight my way through the
cold cold wind
snow
and freezing rain
the cold on my face
burns
my faith
is leaving me
my expectation
is low
should I stop
and fall
by the wayside
or fight on

I force my eyes
open
to see a bright light
shining
beckoning me
on on with
hope in my
heart
I reach the light
and the
warmth within
as I thaw
I awaken
close the door
and leave
the past
and life's winter gloom
behind me
Peace is with me
Terence James Potter
Written by
Terence James Potter  69/M/Wales
(69/M/Wales)   
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