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That Time

My memories of that February are vivid

They are still caught deep in my throat

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Your obstinance and coldness made me livid

As you manipulated my every move

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That frightful day, you described me as frigid

Surprising as I watched icicles form on your heart

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I guess my love for you had grown viscid

When I forgave you, warmth returned

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© Carol Campbell 2016

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Published by: writersdream9

I have been writing all my life but for the most part, it has been a secret. My parents did not believe writing was a good way to earn money so I hid my poems. Then one day, I wanted to comment on an essay that a friend had written and found myself with a blog. That quiet whisper inside said, "You can write your poetry and no one will ever know.". I knew nothing of followers and the like at that time. So, here I am trying to learn my craft and enjoying every moment of it. My personal details are, I'm 57, married for 39 years, have one grown son who is God's gift to us and last but not least at all, I'm a Baha'i which basically means that I love all humanity.

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  4. Lovely and well written! I wanted to thank you for all your support and lovely comments on my poetry! You were one of my most frequent visitors in 2015 and I love you for it! I am so sorry I can’t always read but my life offline has been so difficult lately I don’t always have the time but I will try to make more in 2016. Hugs and kisses!

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  8. how often we grow icicles on our heart when in reality we long for the sunshine to melt away the hurt, not thinking or believing we could ever hope to see the sun again.

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