winterA Poem by briana
she's the last day of winter
and I don't mean the last day of the season I mean the last day a few weeks into spring where you wake in fleece pyjamas and your breath still forms clouds when you're outside She's the crisp cool air that forces you to take a deep breath and relax she's the content warmth you feel once you're back inside your house, snuggled up with a book she'll have you begging her not to leave and the saddest part? you won't know it's the last day until until after she's gone © 2017 briana |
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Added on February 5, 2017 Last Updated on February 5, 2017 Authorbrianaadelaide , AustraliaAboutI'm 20, I've been writing for around 5 years and I just needed somewhere where I could post them without family and friends seeing them and hopefully I can get some feedback because most of my writing.. more..Writing
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