Winter Published by PoetFreak's Archive on March 11, 2014Winter’s cold. The year grows old. Trees are bare. No flowers fair do bloom.The day it’s dark And night fires spark. The stream is frozen. Winter’s chosen clod and bitter.Sally Plumb Love Like Haha Sad Share:Published inOther All Categories:EpicFantasyFriendFunnyLoveMainNatureOtherSorrow Be First to CommentLeave a Reply Cancel replyYou must be logged in to post a comment.
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