Sunday, February 21, 2016
8:21 PM
St Nicolas winter
His smiles leaves you splinters
And a chimneys warmth inside
Eyes with such a summer's glint
A breath of mint
That blows the most beautiful rhymes
But when he's ballistic
Best you get Shoes and some blankets
He's about to storm over your mind
Yet he's one of a kind
Reason brought with time
Thought him that family is anyone
Like Christ is everywhere.
YOU ARE READING
The Hum Of Existence
PoetryThere's not much to tell, Except I Have much to say. And I Will everyday, So I've Learned & managed to express , A little more in a lot Less.
