The Dead Of Winter Poem by Samuel Menashe

The Dead Of Winter



In my coat I sit
At the window sill
Wintering with snow
That did not melt
It fell long ago
At night, by stealth
I was where I am
When the snow began

Friday, December 16, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: snow
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