Clouds
create
a ceiling
from horizon
to horizon, and
bring back wintry weather.
A reminder, as spring comes,
of the coldness we’ve left behind.
As, sometimes, reminders of past fights
bring a touch of frost to our happy life.
Not much--just enough to remind us that
we should not take for granted the warmth.
And, like we layer on our jackets
and coats ‘gainst the winter’s cold,
let’s find comfort in the
happy memories,
that are shelter
against the
bitter
times.
©2010-Art Belliveau
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23 January 2010
21 January 2010
etheree 1/15/10
Gone.
She is
Gone from me.
Why does time speed
Only in the good times
And drag now that she’s left?
Left me all alone again,
Desolate, inconsolable,
Waiting through seconds that drag like years,
For the healing power only time brings.
©2010-Art Belliveau
She is
Gone from me.
Why does time speed
Only in the good times
And drag now that she’s left?
Left me all alone again,
Desolate, inconsolable,
Waiting through seconds that drag like years,
For the healing power only time brings.
©2010-Art Belliveau
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