Winter's MarchA Poem by Emmy
The cold bits her nose
And nibbled on her toes And still she keeps on going The wind whips her hair The others stop and stare And still she keeps on going It seems all is gone, All reason to go on, And still she keeps on going For no matter what is lost In winter's freezing frost She'll keep on looking forward © 2013 EmmyReviews
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