March and the roar of the LionA Poem by SmittyJasWhat I think of 1 degree wind chill factor for the last weekend of MarchWinter weather Chill me to the bone Never leaves me alone Can't call you on the phone Where had you gone Been looking for you all day long You're a friend I just can't loose WIthout you I be singing the blues We have a zero degree wind chill this winter in Late March and it won't go away Miserable March Madness I can't wait till it leaves oh the sadness April really spring I see only gladness Takes away the gloom of a winters night I trust in Easter and the glorious Story it tells of my Savior Resin from the Grave To save us and set us free From sin and death throughout eternity © 2015 SmittyJasReviews
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7 Reviews Added on March 28, 2015 Last Updated on March 28, 2015 Tags: Chill me to the Bone AuthorSmittyJasPittsburgh, PAAboutHi My name is Jim been writing poetry for nine years started on AOL with a few new friends on a tuesday night poetry night. We would meet and post poetry and learn from each other and I learned a lot .. more..Writing
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