Winter Blues
The flowers are ticking,
Withering in my heart.
The grass is deprived,
Cut back to the start.
Snow is overtaking,
Seeping into my soul.
The days are growing shorter
Winter has taken its toll.
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The Moon, Sun and Ice Cream
ПоэзияSo this is just a group of poems I put together. Some are really old, some I will write the day I post them. You're welcome to criticize my work, and give it to me straight. You're also just welcome to read. So, without further ado......
