ColdA Poem by Richard Helbert
The feel of the cold wind
it is the one thing alive in a time of death it refreshes and reboots the soul To be truly cold is to be alive it reflects life in all its glory simple and sweet and pure cold and painful so uncompromising and that is something worthy of respect real and raw and beautiful its power is one of subtle grace yet it always is there reminding us that we are what we are fragile and weak at times yet we survive and that is all that matters © 2015 Richard Helbert |
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Added on February 14, 2015 Last Updated on February 14, 2015 AuthorRichard Helbertappalachia, VAAboutI like to write, and I like to read. I write because its something I feel like I have to get out of me at times. I enjoy reading others work and opinions. more..Writing
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