this is going nowhere

winter wonderland

sqweeky footprints in the snow
gives away your guise
theres no need no hide,
here the trees have eyes
short breaths come out
white as the snow that hides the ground
running from coldness trying to get you
creeping without a sound
the scenery picture perfect
the world is quiet here
no one dares disturb the silence
or else the magic will disapear
dont stay out too long
or you will catch your death
it'll creep into your soul
with every fleeting breath

Poetry by andrea
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Written on 2006-11-29 at 19:54

Tags Winter  Cold  Breath 

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You paint a fantastic for the mind to see, and heart to feel.Nice one.Regards Steve

Zoya Zaidi
Beautifully captured essence of the winter, Andea!
Love , Zoya