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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: Write in the POETRY genre (05/17/07)

TITLE: Darkest before Dawn
By sharon thompson


As I stood there with my face coldly pressed

against the window feeling each heartbeat in distress

With the moonlight shining across the snow white as cotton

noone knew the struggle my inner soul had not forgotten

If only my life was as calm as the smooth snow with no seen prints

but not my life , it was marred with many scars made with full intents

I stood there for hours, just breathing in the stillness of the night

wishing I had could take my mistakes and make them all right

But life is not so simple as the falling snow covering all thatís wrong

if it were so simple to wipe clean the slate ,we would the snow prolong

I knew the calmness I felt looking at the moonlight on the snow

would melt as fast as the snow when the sunís face would show

I felt no way out of the life I lived, I wanted to melt with the snow

but knowing that is not an option and I had to make them know

Life has done me wrong and I felt God had left me all on my own

I ask you where is a God that lets you get thrashed and left alone

Well the snow he sent to cover the harshness of the world I know

will not cover the hurt in the light of day when sun melts the snow

I loved how the snow covers all and you see everything in a new light

but if you think I am fooled by a cover of white let me tell you of the night

I rant, I rave, but I never get answer to my dilemma of living in fear

if you have the answer please send it to be heard in my ear

Donít get me wrong I am a lover of snow, because every flake is not the same

but neither are my troubles and I know in who to put all the blame

Myself for not getting out of it sooner then I should have done

this will be my last night on this earth because I have a new toy gun

If only God would give me that one little reason to stay among the living

what is that I hear a whine , a cry, a tiny little voice that needs some giving
Yes and I am the only one that can answer that call in the dark , in the night
God did give me a reason to live that I had forgotten, that needs my might
They always say it is the darkest before dawn and this night I know itís true
the baby God gave me was what I needed and because it needed me too.

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Jacquelyn Horne05/24/07
Thought provoking poem here. I especially liked the last line.
Rhonda Clark05/25/07
Wow! Thought-provoking, emotion filled. Good job.
Kenn Allan05/26/07
I actually experienced this piece while reading it; a shiver of uncertainty ran through me as I stood at the darkened window watching the snow and asking God timeless questions. As I watched, the poet's attention shifted from herself to another... and in motherhood found the most glorious purpose of all. Wonderful.
Valerie Routhieaux05/27/07
Wow! That's all I can say to this thought provoking piece that reads like a testimony of hardship and pain. Yes, there is one more thing I can say, wait for the dawn. Christ's love will shine through the darkest night.
Trevas Walker05/28/07
I really enjoyed reading this poem. Very well written, and thought provoking as you read.