CHANGE
Cold as Ice I am
I was full of bloom
So full of color
Then came you as I turned
Into a brick of cold ice
You couldn't stand my beauty
Or the love I was giving you
They could see my beauty in red yellow pink
I really miss the days of being black
Even my days of being white
This color of blue
Is so beautiful even as ice
‘Cause the day God melts me down
I will remember the day of standing still
From this cold cruel world
Now the wind blows
God’s sun is out
All can see my many colors once again
Copyright ©2007 Wenda Anderson