SNOW DRIVEN

SNOW DRIVEN TIM WILLIAMS MARCH 2015
SNOW DRIVEN, BLOWN AND DRIVEN,
SOME UP INTO THE EAVES,
COLD, COLD , THAT WINTERS NIGHT,
I WALKED THE RIVEN PATHWAY'S FREEZE
FOR HOME, FOR HOME IS IN MY SIGHT,
SO COLD , SO COLD TONIGHT, IT PENETRATES MY BONES,
ALL FROZEN OUTSIDE, IT'S EATING AT MY SOUL,
BUT I AM NOT LOST NO, I AM HARD AND UNFORGIVING
SNOW DRIVEN, BLOWN AND DRIVEN,
PAINFUL TO MY EARS,
COLD, COLD, THAT WINTERS NIGHT
68' I BELIEVE THE YEAR,
A LONG WELLIED WALK FOR EDUCATION
A SNOWBALLED SOAKING 9 ARRIVAL,
SCHOOL SCARF FROZEN,AND BORED STIFF,
STANDING WIND BOUND AND BIGGLES
SNOW DRIVEN, BLOWN AND DRIVEN,
BRINGING YOU TO ME,
COLD, COLD, THAT WINTERS DAY,
61' I BELIEVE THE YEAR,
LIKE THE SNOW YOU DRIFTED MY WAY,
LATE , LATE , SHE WAS ARRIVING,
BUT BETTER LATE THAN NEVER, A
I WAITED LONG IN THE COLD, BUT NOW MY SMILE IS WARM

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Comments
Liked your poem---seemed very passionate to me.