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A christmas poem

Now the cold has come, and that white is falling down
the ground is no longer, green, nor brown
my footsteps follows me, wherever I will go
they will be my memory, frozen in the snow.

Lying on my back, staring at the sky
my arms are wawing, but I wonder why?
a star is falling, an angel is seen
I had it within in me, but where has it been?

Christmas is coming, like earlier years
but it is different, my eyes are filled with tears
now I am not alone, no, not anymore
the light has come back, and that is for sure.




Bunden vers (Rim) av Joakim Wadstedt
Läst 81 gånger och applåderad av 2 personer
Publicerad 2017-12-21 21:49



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