I am cold upon this floor,
in the spot I lie.
embers – out
blizzard – strong
I lift a gentle sigh,
breath white in front of me.
The snow – all around.
Entombed
Peace I finally see.
Poetry and Occasional Randomness
I am cold upon this floor,
in the spot I lie.
embers – out
blizzard – strong
I lift a gentle sigh,
breath white in front of me.
The snow – all around.
Entombed
Peace I finally see.