Senior Winter Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Senior Winter



Holding onto inner markings of music,
not taking off any particles of it.

Icicles forming within as a coldness
begins to fill me with a fear of the
unknown walking into my mind.

Straddling the rooftops, looking down,
watching everything melt before my eyes.

Writing it all in the snow of my senior
winter.

(9: 26 p.m. - 10/11/13)

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
izuchukwu Lucius 07 December 2013

Thats great.um.......good writes sha.I also invite you to read and comment on my writes

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