Winter Chill (Part One)

Winter Chill (Part One)

Posted by T.S.Garp

A poem about when you want a change to happen, waiting for it, and you consciously surround yourself with other people to help expedite it.


I’m waiting for the sun.

Waiting for the moon to come.

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Waiting to feel alive.

Waiting for you, but I’m not surprised.

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The whole message is clear.

Like a hundred thousand tears.

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Sitting here waiting for the change to come.

Tumbling down a dream hole and burning into the sun.

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Time waits for no one, and I’m crying.

Can’t waste another moment, can’t stop trying.

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With my determination, I will see it true.

No more contemplation, I will make the right move.

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With these hands I will make the journey.

Gather what I need and out the door in a hurry.




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