When Winter Comes Calling Poem by Greg Costello
When Winter Comes Calling
The long remorseless winter rolled on in,
Consuming those of weak and brittle mind,
And planting seeds of black where he'd assigned,
Went unrepentant with this widespread sin.
He'd come to have his yearly pound of flesh,
And in this matter would not be denied,
Impervious to those who wept and cried,
He would himself with these lost souls enmesh.
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
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