The day is cold,
The wind stands still.
I've had enough,
I've had my fill.
Tired of the
Run of the mill,
Wishing for change,
But hey, who will?
YOU ARE READING
Time's Running Thin
PoetryBasically I'm giving myself a 5 minute time limit to write and develop a poem as much as I can...so here is the result!
Change
The day is cold,
The wind stands still.
I've had enough,
I've had my fill.
Tired of the
Run of the mill,
Wishing for change,
But hey, who will?
