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Winter
It's not so much the cold
As the memories
Of times we were happy
Times we were "in love"
Then they come
The memories of why we stopped
Can't forget the things I did wrong
Try as I might
Wish I could remember
Doing something right
Burrowing into my coat,
I sigh and walk along
Moving on
alone
In a crowded room
02/07/02
"Of times we were happy
Times we were "in love" "
i didn't know there were such times
Much Love
Ashley
It is oaky :) not my style but good for you :)
love ya always
Vicki