<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=577245" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The melancholy of a winters day</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It is a cold, crisp morning<br>I shiver in my winter coat<br>I'm looking over the fields<br>Thinking of the letter you wrote</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The meadow is covered with ripe<br>There is a gloom of a winter afternoon<br>I'm still walking past the corn field<br>Hearing your voice telling me: I'm coming, soon</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The melancholy of this winters day<br>Is rubbing off on my mood<br>Fog is starting to creep up around the fields<br>Is it me it want's to include? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Suddenly I feel as if I'm not alone<br>As if there is a presence I can't explain<br>I start to ran as fast as I can<br>Am I hearing voices or am I going insane? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Suddenly I feel I'm starting to fall<br>I can't see a thing through the thickening mist<br>Nothing makes me more relieved then<br>To hear your voice and you grabbing me by the wrist</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You're so cold, you say rubbing my fingers warm<br>I've been out here all day, pondering, waiting for you<br>You laugh, wrap your arms around me to warm me<br>And while the fog surrounds us, we disappear from view</div><div style="margin:10px 0">© KH</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Katinka+Havermans">Katinka Havermans</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=577245" data-title="The melancholy of a winters day de Katinka Havermans" data-description="It is a cold, crisp morning I shiver in my winter coat I'm looking over the fields Thinking of the letter you wrote The meadow is covered with ripe There is a gloom of a winter afternoon I'm still walking past the corn field Hearing your voice te..."></div> </div> </div>

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