That Cold Winter Day

I think back on how it all began

I woke up that day and my future ran

Right past my eyes that used to see

Right past the person that used to be

I try and be strong even though I am now weak

I try and see clearly even though I am now blind

I hope my future hold some good

Even though my hands can’t hold anything

I try and think positive but I can barely think anymore

I then try and remember of how life had been

This is too hard for me; my memory just seems to end

Then I look into his eyes, which are more serious than they used to be

I struggle to go for him and for me

It is a battle everyday of my life

As I try to be a good mother and wife

Through the tears and the pain

I can still hear the rain….

It rained that day, I can honestly say

I remember all the details of that cold winter day.

Cathy Fornabaio

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