Sunday, 1 November 2026

Cold Land

I made it through the pain only to go through it again  
No need for an umbrella while walking in the rain
I am drowned completely to my soul
Missing the moments when care, had a home
It is not worth complaining although I feel sad
Wasting my life worrying about all that is bad
Finding kindness around has become so rare
Missing mum, she knew about care
My best friend in the world  
I am lost now she’s not here
In this cold and lonely land
I rely on prayer but, 
It seems as if he is not at hand 
Holding on with faith feeling grand.
 


Cold Land

I made it through the pain only to go through it again   No need for an umbrella while walking in the rain I am drowned completely to my sou...