I came one place
And left behind another
One that was warm
To one that’s cold
But the funny thing
Is that here in
The cold and snow
I feel more warm
Than I ever did
When I was warmer
It’s what is inside
That counts not out
For smiles often are
Icy without the hugs
And well wishes cold
Without the caring felt
So for all those
Bandying about words of
Good cheer without meaning
Keep them for bells
Without sounds of ringing
Are just like anchors
Weighing everything else down
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 