DEAR WINTER

                                                                   DEAR WINTER

I feel cold the chilled air is so warm

Dear winter are you almost due

The purpose of this letter 

My friend wants to read 

So I felt I should write 

This is how the presence of the lord is 

You feel cold when you are been hunted by your past

You feel warm when you released your past that has rendered you 

Dear winter I made a lot of selfish mistakes 

But I have been released of my evil saints

I have been extraordinary 

Going miles to do what I like

Life is so hard but I keep the move

I now stay in my comfort zone 

Because I have nothing to fear of 

Not even how you are been described to me

They love me because am  around 

But you love me everywhere I am 

Dear winter I want you to tell them 

Am better of without them

I can do what I want without them

I laugh a lot when am around them 

Am okay even if they hurt me 

No one is perfect to condemn

Dear winter waiting for your arrival.

BY: IRENEBOADI THE POET