Nose and fingers/ Freeze away/ Warm glow of a fire/ Does nothing to keep the cold at bay/ It's merely an illusion,/ A memory of better times. ________________________ Nose and fingers/ Freeze away/ As the cold nips at them/ Run inside,/ Quickly now/ And stand by the fire. ______________________ There are two sides to every story,/ As you can very well see/ And while I can't see both sides,/ I can try, / And that's all that matters, to me.

What is it I see Through these wavering glass spheres? Foreign tongues written far off in the heavens, Feelings incarnate, Scrawled across the bottomless sky For the seraphs and me alone to read. ~~~~~~~~~~ HIGHEST RANK: #257 (8/28/16) Vote if you enjoy my poems, Follow if you'd like to receive updates on my poetry and my upcoming novel, And please let me know what you think in the comments. :) ~~~~~~~~~~ 50 more of my [better] poems. Copyright 2016, all rights reserved. This is my work; my poetry, and mine alone. Plagiarism is a crime. Don't be a criminal. And have a lovely day. :) ~~~~~~~~~~ Note: I do not own the copyright to any of the pictures I use in this compilation, including the cover picture, nor do I claim any credit for said pictures. My inclusion of them is a result of inspired google searches, and full credit goes to their respective owners.