"Skies of Grey"

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January
Winter
Cold.

Blacktop
Snow-filled ditches
Colder still.

Numb fingers
Frozen mind
The coldest of all.

Skies of grey
Trees of white
Eyes of green.

Youth gone too soon
Hope dashed into nothing
Strength all that remains.

Slow limp
Twisted foot
Minutes late for nothing more.

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