Charles Robert Hice
Absense of Snow
The way is clear and not encumbered.
No shoving with my feet and labored,
I walk and smell no roses.
I feel my life instead of death.
The sky is blues and sunny.
The clouds are white and far away.
The snow is absent around about me.
I sense the absence of the snow.
It must be what Heaven will be.
No snow or ice or death.
I will kiss you all someday.
When I am there.
IF you could send me something
without asking for my phone
IF you could use General Delivery
as my address not my home
then I even I would get free bes
and Jesus has the keys
All poems on this page are
© 2006 Charles Hice
Charles Hice Bio
I am Android ICI
A Poet. Jesus Freak Poems and Love Poems.
A Jesus Freak. eye believe in
A Homeless. no where to call my home.