A soft breeze blows through the trees.
Can't hear a sound, not even bees.
Soft white snow, lays on the ground.
Not a blade of grass, can be found.
The air is cool and crisp,
Something that you've missed.
This season is full of cheer,
With a holiday, for families to be near.
Winter is a wonderful time,
Where love is something, you can always find.
YOU ARE READING
My poetry
PoetryThis is just a book of poems I wright. Ya know...... when I'm not crying in the shower.
