Falling snow tells a story

My life and it’s glory,

North wind scatters memories

I have moved on with new discoveries

Silence is gold,

Thoughts of the past makes me cold

I’m not getting young but old

It’s the time to be bold

Old wounds, healing scars

There was a time I cursed my stars,

Life goes on, past is past

I’m no longer an outcast!

~ Dee~

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