An avalanche has started
there's cold ice, all around;
all the shards, that have fallen
have found solace...on the ground.

And, the bitterness that blinds me
as I try, to see ahead;
reminds me, I'm not worthy
no matter, what's been said.

I thank God for the lessons
I've been allowed, to learn;
let me be, a good example
if it ever, is my turn.

And, for my odd behaviour,
I must apologize;
but, that whimsical demeanor
is what's help me realize;

that, we're supposed to run, and play
in the grace that God has shown,
and share a love so perfect
more than any love, we've known.