Winter

Sunday, November 7, 2010 at 6:47 pm | Posted in Poetry | Leave a comment
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Winter

Leaves on the windshield
dark clouds in the sky
it’s Fall again
and I’m falling with the season

But Winter is coming
I can feel it at the tips of my hair
it’s gray
and the trees are barren
and the sun is warm
but the warmth eludes my bones
and the tips of my hair still feel the winter.
***

-Sona
-Driving

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