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Mar 2010
As winter wraps our home once more,
and blankets it with snow.
I plead with you to stay a while,
do you really have to go.

I’m sure that we could work things out,
our problems can be solved.
It makes no sense for you to leave,
walk off into the cold .

But as you leave and don’t look back,
the tears fill my eyes.
And the icy cold of winter,
starts to come inside.

This house is no longer a home,
all life and warmth have gone.
And so I too decide to leave,
and start elsewhere alone.
©A Thomas Hawkins 2010
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A Thomas Hawkins
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A Thomas Hawkins  Canada
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