I gaze out the window
Condensation dripping slowly
Down the icy glass
Freezing mid-drop
And shattering on the sill.
All I see is white.
White whirling around me
Whipping and swirling
Faster!
Faster...
Until the snow turns black and dead leaves fall softy to ground
Quaking lightly
And the sun goes behind the clouds.
-by @Dreamyme123 -
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Book of Poetry
PoetryThis is a collection of poems written by me (@Dreamyme123) and my friend (@Miranda_Shadow). We hope you enjoy them, and please feel free to give constructive criticism, and tips! Thankyou, and happy reading! Xxx ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ By the way, we upda...
