Winter

see for yourself.

The air that surrounds me
it is so cold
the breath I exhale
leaves me like smoke.

White flakes drifting
catch in my eyes
blinking I wipe them
I'm to strong to cry.

Frost holds me
as you wave goodbye
I touch my heart
packed with ice.

Freezing I struggle
to open the door
how long will it be
before,
I melt.

Author's Note

this winter, it was a bad one...

Reviews

[Mauricio Montoya]

Visual communication in this write, great job well done.

[.]

"Freezing I struggle
to open the door
how long will it be
before,
I melt."

(what a delightful verse although somber...
...you can feel the sense of despondency...}

james:-)