The end of the beginning

My mind has gone numb 

My hands are ice cold 

Each day blends into the next

Each word pulls me closer to the edge

Nothing is the absence of something 

Red, green, silver and white

These colors light up a winter night

Pine trees all wrapped up tight 

Plastic bulbs shining bright

Blankets of snow cover the ground 

I've never been the lucky type

That's just never been my plight

But now I'm standing in the light

I found a person good for me

A sweet girl, kind and neat

But yet she knows how to bring the heat