Winter Fascade
09 June 2011 - 14:18
By Michelle Freeman
My face must be exposed as it shows my smile
Which is the window to my soul
I pass love through it, hope through it
But protect myself, as I am not yet whole
In the arms of my friends, I keep my soul warm
In the hope of a nation, I keep my dreams alive
In the warmth of a strangers smile
I find strength to push my boundaries, and survive
Winter is a deceiving fascade
You think it is cold, ruthless and hard
But you are reminded that your friends are that comforting place
To expose your smile, yet warm your face