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Why the Winter Came

Love was lost and winter came
As the snow fell all around,
the wind was blowing through my hair,
speaking your name without a sound.

There was silence all around me,
I longed for your embrace,
so I set my gaze into the clouds
to let the snowflakes kiss my face.

My thoughts of you hit deeply,
I fell upon my knees
as a blanket of your cold, soft love
began to cover me.

I knelt there for a long time,
I needed to know why,
with snowflakes swirling all around,
I hung my head to cry.

Why did you choose to leave me,
Why did you have to go,
Why am I here alone right now?
I really need to know.
Why didn’t we talk about it
before you said goodbye?
If it’s not broke, don’t fix it,
was always your reply.

I stood to brush the snow away,
I felt your spell had finally broken,
it was time, for me, to look ahead,
so I left the words unspoken.

Spring will come to melt the snow,
My heart, I will reclaim.
I may never know why love was lost
or why the winter came…

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Reddman and the Rainbow

I was sitting in the park one day,
Contemplations so severe,
When a stranger came upon me —
So I tried to hide my tears.

He sat down on the park bench,
Let the silence stay awhile,
Then he slowly turned to me,
He asked, “Son where is your smile?”

I turned so I could face him,
My head still hanging low,
I said, “There are so many things
That I will never know.”

“I’m blind and there’s so many things
That I will never see.
The things most take granted,
Would mean so much to me.”

“I’ll never see the clouds
As they drift across the sky,
The smiles or the faces
As the people pass me by.”

“I’ll never see the beauty
Of the birds that love to sing.
You may think them simple pleasures,
But, to me, they’re everything.”

“I’ll never see the faces
Of my parents that love me so,
And everyday throughout my life
I’ll miss the colors of rainbows.”

He asked if I would sit with him
On the grass just for awhile.
He asked if I would trust him,
Then I swore I heard him smile.

So I sat down on the grass that day,
He sat down next to me.
He said to let the silence in,
To let my mind go free.

After a moment in the silence
He told me, “Clear your head.”
Then he spoke these words so soft,
So I listened to what he said:

Red is for the love we have, the color of our hearts.
Orange is for the hope we carry when life seems torn apart.
Yellow gives us reason when fighting’s not a choice.

Green is for those feelings we shouldn’t give a voice.

Blues can be for sadness or quiet moments too.
Indigo gives choices that will make our dreams come true.
Violet is the color for the wisdom that we seek.

There are many other colors
That will make your life complete.
You just have to trust in this;
You simply must believe.

Then he said, “Take your hands
Place them on either side
And let the earth flow through you.
Let your feelings be your guide.”

I did just what he asked of me.
It took a little while,
But all at once, the rainbow came
And I began to smile.

Now many years have passed me by
Since that one day in the park,
And I often think about the man
Who put the colors in my heart.

I learned of him just recently,
After wondering all this time,
I was told his name was Reddman —
He was born completely blind.

One day my youngest daughter
Walked up and said to me,
“Daddy, I’m really sorry
You can’t see the things I see.”

So I told her of the story
Of the kindness of one man,
Of the simple thing he gave me,
So I would understand.

I showed her what he taught me,
To see, so she’d believe.
I told her how he taught me
To believe and you will see…..

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Fairytales

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Someone once told me
There are no such things as fairytales
Just words on paper brought to life in dreams

Fairytales are not just words on a page
For they start long before the first ink is spilled
Before the quill is dipped
When the parchment lay blank

Fairytales are not fireflies growing voices
But rather the soft flutter of leaves
Dancing to and fro in the breeze
Fairytales don’t start in the clouds
They quietly push themselves out of the ground
As they reach for the sun

Fairytales aren’t absorbed from the outside
Coming to life as they work their way in
They start on the inside
Exploding out like fireworks
In a dark summer sky
Painting multicolored pictures on one’s eye

Fairytales are more than dreams
They are the reality of reaching our goals
They are not running from
They are running to
Shaking off the darkness that pursues us
The chains that would bind us to one place

If fairytales weren’t real
Then clouds would just be clouds
All the flowers would smell the same
The birds wouldn’t be able to sing
If fairytales weren’t real
Everything would be just black and white

But everything isn’t just black and white

Someone once told me
There are no such things as fairytales
But someone blew me a kiss
I saw it grow butterfly wings
Dance across the meadow
To land on my cheek
Now every night the dragons dance
Around the moon
Chasing their tails like shooting stars
And the fireflies spell out your name
As they skip across a field of wildflowers

So make your wish
Dream your dreams
Don’t ever give up hope
But most of all
BELIEVE
Believe in fairytales…..

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