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January 1990
In fall I was a loving wife who held herself aback.
In winter I am broken and I wonder what I lack.
In spring I'll graduate at last and that will be a start.
In summer, Lord, please let the sun warm up my frozen heart.
I'll bet you really enjoy looking back over the years on all your writing, the good times, the bad times, all of it... I can only hope to attain such marvelous overview of my life... (late start) I like the chronological stance of this piece, title and content :-)