Walk quickly past my window
Do not stop.
Walk quietly past my window
Do not make a sound.
I do not want to see you in your ruined clothes of ice and death.
I do not want to hear your shouts of anger and chaos.
Walk quickly, quietly past my window so I will not know
That winter is here again.
“To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven.” Ecclesiastes 3:1.
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Oh, I like that! Well done. 🙂
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Thanks. I am honored by your comment. You are a hero of mine. God bless.
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So good, Steph. But I recognised the sentiment very well. I shall pray the winter isn’t too cruel and hard on you. xxxx
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Thanks, Val. I’m praying the same for you. I’ve already had one day with something approaching hypothermia.
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