Cold thoughts on a winter night
White isolation
of snow
Remoteness
of winter
Icy night
calls me to account.
Realising
I have squandered
months,
years,
alone,
friendless.
Please
give me
your companionship
perhaps love!
or just sun.
Now I need the warmth.
poem by Peter Rodenby
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