The woods are softly snowy deep
Their noises all lain down to sleep
While silver branches wrapped in white
Send a thinly message plight
A hush floats through the foggy air
And think I oh if life was fair
It would not be so bad to go
Where dips and hollows fill with snow
I feel no cold, it bites no more
And far away a frozen shore
The waves lap softly gently sweep
As I drift downward ever sleep
The birds fly quiet softly coo
And now shall I fall silent too
YOU ARE READING
The Minor Key
RandomThis is going to be a collection of all of the poetry I have written plus new ones as I write them. This whole collection is dedicated to my love, Aden Grey. You may be gone from this world but you will never be gone from my heart.
