Feel the snow fly
The blizzard roar
And the sky cry.
A storm
Blows across
A cold, barren land.
No soul ventures out
No one wants to know
How cold winter is.
Blowing
Covering all
The freezing land.
~ Patrice
@ Patric Clarkson – 2021
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