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Vibrant colors reflect on the ice's surface

The blistering algid winds leave me breathless

Walking along this nearly frozen path

Wandering along, I reminisce back.

I try to think of a reason to continue on my way

I stop, dead in my own tracks, my mind is astray

Could I turn back now? Would they understand?

Would the ones that I loved offer me a hand?



I trudge on, my thoughts so unclear

I feel that my end is so very near

My vision blurs, my feet doesn't want to move

If I stopped right now, what would that prove?

I look over, seeing the ice break and water rush through

All of my life. This was the only town I ever knew.

I must continue on this journey to find my place

Must I do this, just to feel someone's embrace?



They should love me for who I am, I wouldn't run away

I see someone walking, what do I even start to say?

Is it who I think it is? How can it possibly be?

All my life, I thought he hated me.

My father pulls up in his little blue truck

This is only the beginning of my luck

He tells me he is sorry for what he had said

So many words echo through my dreary head.



I climb inside, my cheeks, ears, and nose red

He says again he is sorry for what he said.

He wants me to come back home. He says "I love you"

I start to cry and say "Dad, If you only knew."

The snow begins to ease up as we near the front door

I say softly, "Dad.  How come you dont love me anymore?"

I walk inside, my family is happy to see me.

This is exactally where I am supposed to be.