You spill into my dreams,
Intrude into my days.
You come into my thoughts,
A pause in the cold wind.
Then you are gone again.
And the cold wind bites
The hard winds blow,
And I go on.
http: //www.lostinmydream.blogspot.com
Cordell Rich
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/and-i-go-on/
