The cold stuck,
Like a bellow of whispers.
Wind lanced across rosy red
Flesh not yet welcoming to the season.
Chilled from winters icy breath.
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Strength of Fire
PoetryBook of poetry about emotions I've felt through the years. I wanted to continue to express myself with writing, and my last poetry book seems pretty filled up. Wanting to start a new, so here's Strength by Fire, poetry about a life's journey and the...
The Cold
The cold stuck,
Like a bellow of whispers.
Wind lanced across rosy red
Flesh not yet welcoming to the season.
Chilled from winters icy breath.
