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Don't Come to Me in Winter

Poem by: Ava Rosien

Summary

If we could choose when our end should happen; I would hope for it to be any season other than winter.

In the bleakness of winter, to me anyway, it seems so much sadder to lose someone.

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Submitted: April 22, 2013

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Submitted: April 22, 2013

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Come see me in the springtime;

I will sing to you a song.

Come see me in the summertime;

when the days are long.

Come see me in the autumn;

when leaves turn red and gold;

but don’t come to me in wintertime;

when the ground is cold.

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I will lie in discontent;

should the snow envelope me in white;

Instead place me somewhere colorful;

with full sun and light.

There I will reside in peaceful slumber;

as eternity’s guest;

But if in winter’s season come;

my soul could get no rest.

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This is all I ask of the reaper

that visits each of us one day.

I want to die while earth is warm

and flowers bloom in May.

I know it’s not my choosing;

but have compassion in my plea;

Oh death, don’t come to me in winter;

another season visit me.

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I will linger on the breeze

of summer’s warming glow;

or be a part of the revival

of spring’s wondrous show.

In the roots of the maple tree;

I will be reborn in the fall;

In vivid colors they display;

I will live on through them all.

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Come see me in the springtime;

I will sing to you a song.

Come see me in the summertime;

when the days are long.

Come see me in the autumn;

when leaves turn red and gold;

but don’t come to me in wintertime;

when the ground is cold.

 


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Don't Come to Me in Winter

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If we could choose when our end should happen; I would hope for it to be any season other than winter.

In the bleakness of winter, to me anyway, it seems so much sadder to lose someone.

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