Forgiven But no forgotten

How can time place me in the hood of a bus stop,
As the snow falls around me, yet I know,
Its cold but my stage as I wait all is gone.
Never forgotten but hopefully remembered,
Not step up on a soap box and speak
But to.leave to my journey in warm feelings
Knowing the ice will melt and the sun will shine again
Can the son save me before I see the light
As I go in an ever never ending sleep
Is there ever lasting life, they say
For to say good bye is enable
And leaving is painful, but hope
Tells me have faith
Because you'll never be,
Forgotten.

Reviews

[Lorry]

The warmth of emotion have their oppositestoo, with coldness all too ready and eager to numb your joints, as well as your mind and heart. But even so, an ember still burns deep within to make sure hypothermia is kept at bay until the thaw begins.
Unfortunately, here in Scotland it is a tad more difficult to know ifit is coldness of heart or just normal weather as we head into winter! 😀

[Mauricio Montoya]

Thanks Lorry, wow Scotland, in this write I was going with Robert frost no pun intended. Lol