Frostbite

Frostbite

Winter is here again.

Cold wind slams

The broken window screen

There is no snow,

Swirling clouds and

Angry wind say

There should be.

Frost on the window,

Inside and out.

No heat to calm

The bitter gales.

“Put on a jacket.”

Huddled together,

Hoping for morning’s

Sunlit warmth.

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I'm a writer at heart, but so much more. I'm typical, I love music and I've got a thing for pretty things. I like things, in general. If it's a thing chances are I'll like something about it. I love to read. Words are quite possibly my favorite thing, hence why I'm here. View all posts by inkspots87

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