Lips harden and tear like paper,
Numb fingers bury themselves in their sleeves,
Noses drip like a broken faucet,
Fair skin becomes cracked porcelain.
Hair turned straw,
Toes will curl and fall asleep,
Eyes will dry and ears redden.
Your legs go stiff,
Your arms will fold,
How I always dread,
The bitterness of the cold.
