What is it about the cold
that makes one feel so very old
It's icy fingers claw their way
tearing all life's warmth away
Like the icy grip of death
trying to steal the last breath
Tis no wonder I feel grey
Damn why is it so cold today
A vivid piece, some what depressing, The choice of words and word flow brings to stage the writers point, A reading pleasure for me, Thank you for sharing, Tia.
Like the icy grip of death... ................................. Sad but it is perfectly written... 10.. Kindest regards, Tsira
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nothing a nice warm smile can't cure 10 Chris