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[title] => Footprints In The Snow
[time] => 2004-12-24 08:26:26
[hometext] => Two foot of snow and rising
[bodytext] => Foot Prints In The Snow Dark and dreary Early morning in January Ice mountains on the window pains Tired feeling drained Bills and problems surmount Creditors too many to count I scratch an ice mountain to peer outside O'God I'd rather die Two foot of snow and rising The early sun blured on the horizon Erran and duties must be done I'd rather stay home My heart is cold I wish to stay warm Coffee I siphen before I go Three cups five and four O' my word three foot of snow I push open my door It's now seven am My mouth open I'm covered in sin Looking to shoel I begin to shovel Cursing the devil The path to my car narrow Out the driveway I spun slipped and slide Again raising my voice not on high Spinning down the road moaning The road to satan is clear and wide Two foot of snow still on the rise I sigh Why me ! Morning light a greeting Visions I'm seeing Bundles of joy Building a snow fort three young boys They stop to pepper my car with snow balls I smile little devils I recall The days of my youthfulness My own demoness The sun now rising to a glorious glow I spot two young girls Eleven or twelve making angels in the snow My problems begin to fade Every toungh shall call you blessed Hail Mary full of Grace I feel so discrased The Grace of The Spirit overcome the new Eve What can I say I feel like ***** Lord Jesus forgive me Sinned [comments] => 1 [counter] => 167 [topic] => 30 [informant] => Sinned [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => PoemsonBeauty )
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