A cold coming we had of it
“A cold coming we had of it”? Well actually The cold was the least of it. The heat was much worse: Cold you can combat, But searing...
A cold coming we had of it
Amid the gathering darkness
I had a choice that day
Icy despair grips the landscape
At first I was amused
I cannot say
When the darkness is deepest
There is an inevitability about dawn
They always say the mother-son bond is special
What could express this cold wind of betrayal
Advent is