Winter
Cold is the only word to describe
the beauty of the ice snow.
It's hand is wrapped around us
for only a few months
White accompanies the storms
of this dreadful, beautiful time
It may seem cruel to several,
but winter is a time for us to be together
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Hello, my name is Heather Caffey and I'll be your poet for today! I write everything from short and sweet to long and sad, so if you want something that's somewhere in between or all of them, well you're in the right place! Most of my poetry is based off of my thoughts and random little daydreams and rarely about the people around me or what is going on, though I do write some of those. Have fun with reading and have a slamming day!
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