Cold pavements

March 09, 2013 04:23 AM UTC

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From the cold pavement to the layers of blankets of snow a shadow of dusted buildings cast an old scenery. From memories of childhood to working hard too feed those empty souls. Change was whistling through a cold breeze while freezing temperatures remind me to breathe. Summer, Fall, Winter, Spring, seasons were the life that god brought to a child of joy, to an adult that remembers certain things. Cold pavements blankets of snow heated rain stars below.

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Dorothy P. Mar 11, 2013, 10:08pm UTC

Hi Matt:

I love the warmth of Cold pavements. Are you thinking of a Memoir?

Cheers!

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