Cold
Almost deathly
Red with pain
Frozen with loss
Nothing moves
Nature sleeps
Alive is none
No animal hunts
But sleeps
Blue with frost
A warmth desired by all
Hot food a craze
Any desperate attempt to warm the body up
White beauty
Snow falling free
Ice invading water
Colours dead with chill
Winter, a beauty see but rejected and replaced by death, chill and depression... But does it have to be???
(I say this because where I live in England it NEVER snows and is always, in my opinion, about -10,000,000 degrees Celsius! It just rains and rains and rains!
