The sun on the ice blinds me
The light is too much to bear
And the wind,
How it chills my bones!
It races through the trees,
Crashing, hollering,
Whipping them about
It is supposedly spring,
And yet...
It all sounds quite dead.
me.gs
i coldve gone in a wheeeyyyyyy diff direction after that 1st stanza
but i still like it anyways esp when im talking about the wind