RoseAnn V. Shawiak
A Building Storm
Feeling a coldness, like ice come upon me.
Filling me with its essence,
taking me into it's folds of hard white crystals,
causing my teeth to chatter and body to shiver.
Staying here still, not wanting to go inside
Looking to see the storm building into a formidable
enemy of nature and man-made ingenuity, vowing to
exterminate everything in its' way.
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