STANDING IN THE DOORWAY
LOOKING OUT AT THE SNOW
REMINDS ME OF MOMENTS LONG AGO
WHEN EVERYTHING WAS PURE
NOT DARK, LIKE THESE NIGHTS BEFORE
BEFORE I GOT HURT AND SCARRED
WATCHING THE HEARSE TAKE AWAY
PARTS OF ME THAT MADE ME BREATHE.
HOW COLD THIS SNOW SEEMS
THE WARMTH OF THE SUN DOESN’T HELP
YET I ATTEMPT TO FEEL
ALL OF THE LOVE TAKEN FROM ME.
I WRITE IN THE DARKEST OF TIMES
MY DAUGHTER A WONDERFUL LIGHT
BUT SHE HAS ENDURED THE SAME PLIGHT
AND LIKE ME REFUSES TO GIVE UP.
DAYS GO BY NOW WALKING TOGETHER
TALKING THINGS OVER OF YET TO BE DONE
BUT IN OUR HEARTS AND MINDS
A REFLECTION OF MUCH HAPPIER TIMES
WHEN SHE HAD A MOTHER, AND I
A BEAUTIFUL WIFE
Ignited 