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Thunder Snow
  Oh the falling snow
  collects so beautifully
  it comes floating down so gently at night
  and surrounding each flake of snow
  a ring of eternal glow
  and as one falls onto my hand
  it melts slowly in my warmth
  can you tell me how many years have flown
  since my heart had been left out in the cold?
  and as time passes by
  I realize
  that I must move on from here
  into the light…of a new day
  well it’s a feeling like…I had just closed my eyes…and opened them
  and then I saw…a life different from what it had been
  A world going around and round…but then the axil reverses sound
  and the past vibrates back…just like lighting connects
  in thunder snow
  I cannot forget
  No, I’l never, ever forget
  the advancing time slipping through my hourglass
  and even though I may have regrets
  Really what can one expect?
  Maybe that’s why I’m now  knee-high
  in this numbing, cold snow
  God only knows the life planned out for me
  I place my trust in You who controls my destiny
  and as the years slip by
  I do not cry
  from the shocks I get here and there
  when I remember…the past days
  cause I cannot understand…how much remaining sand…I have left
  All I know…is I want to strive to do my best
  The arrow of my next…is balanced and aimed from my bow
  and the string vibrates back…just like lightning connects…
  in thunder…snow
  well it’s a feeling like…I had just closed my eyes…and opened them
  and then I saw…a life different from what it had been
  A world going around and round…but then the axil reverses sound
  and the past vibrates back…just like lighting connects
  in thunder snow

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The poem is about how the process of moving forward from a past event feels. However, every now and then one would get ashock from the past...kind of like lightning.