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Oct 2019
January,
Are you the only,
one left?

Oh I heard a song,
sung by angels and the stars,
They sang of what could be
the days ahead in January

The love that we shared
Those times when I knew
that you cared.

But January's gone,
and the rain begins to pour,
and those stars sing their songs
no more.

January,
it's been months since I saw you
So long since last I felt the way I did when I was with you.

January,
I think it's time
that we rewrite the past
that we pick up the mast
and speak at last.

January,
let the music begin once more,
once the rain stops pouring
let the stars sing,
let the love back in.

Let the snow melt as time passes on.
Let the cold thaw,
let the warmth return.

Oh January, how I've missed you.
Mark Steigerwald
Written by
Mark Steigerwald  Virginia
(Virginia)   
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