Snow On A Florida Mind

Snow covered meadows
That sing of my solitude
sting with my thoughts of you

Lying in these fields
Why would I want to move
Stop all my thoughts of you

Time to face another grey day
What should I have to prove
I just want to be with you

I know that the sun too must rise
If only to be with you
Take away this, my solitude

poem by Brian Sonberg
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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