Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Winter

The cold icicles of winter
Feel cold after running
Miles and Miles
And the fresh air
Rushing through your lungs
The trees with the snow
The grass veiled in white
The sun--
Yellow and barely warm--
Covered by clouds,
Blurry to the eyes--
The sky is gray
And at least if you are sad
There would be no blue sky
To make you feel worse
The wind is cold and freezes you--
You become numb.
The water is cold and may kill you
Like a thousand knives stabbing you all over your body.
The air is cold and chills the lungs
Hurting the intestines, freezing your blood.
Appreciate the winter
Because you never know
When your last day is.

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