The days grow shorter,
The nights, longer.
Cold creeps up on us,
When we least expect it.
The trees get leaner,
We dream of fireplaces,
And roasting marshmallows.
And someone to cuddle up to.
This is Winter...
The icy wind,
Caresses your face,
The frosty rain,
Washes over the pain.
Missing the sun,
Wishing for the warmth,
Of a dreamy day,
When the sun kisses you on your way.
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Last year this time: Spring I take this excerpt from a hymn called It Only Takes A spark "What a wondrous time is spring, W... -
When all alone you sit, And your heart is in your hand, Don't despair, Your God is near. When you walk along the street, And not ...
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These are a collection of songs and poems I wrote from when I was 10 years old until the death of my father at age 18. Some of my Umhlali f...
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