Words fail to flow
As this wonderland meets the eye
A crisp breeze drifts
Softly shaking the barren trees
A smokey sky
Lay over the soft winter snow
The land rests quietly
The flakes fall slowly
And gently land on our souls
This moment in time
Seems to be molded
from the heavens' abode
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poems !!
Poetrya collection of poems i've written over time (please dont judge this book and my writing on the first impression / poem. most of these are old works and the new ones are at the end. please consider reading it all. much appreciated - xoxo)
