Gretchen Kane

(Philadelphia, Pennsylvania)

Winter's Breath

The sad and soulful eyes of winter
Are staring their icy stare,
And the cold breath from her mouth
Has encompassed us everywhere. I look out at the stark and barren trees,
Now so greyed with cold,
Remembering the fresh green of their
It makes them look so old. Listen to the sounds so sharp on the
winter earth!

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