Friday, January 28, 2011

Cold Like Winter

Death, cold like winter, Storms in swiftly,
Taking away the breath of the one it seeks.
Heartless and unforgiving,
Requiring surrender to the hard glacier ground.

The irony of death in winter is not lost, Even as white breath spills out,
Only to vanish, and then begin again. Reminding, that which drew breath, will again.

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