Oct 2011
The water will freeze
as it falls
The stinging winter breeze
burns my arms
I move through the door
and out of harms
way. the snow
first cold, then warm
drips on the floor.
as it falls
The stinging winter breeze
burns my arms
I move through the door
and out of harms
way. the snow
first cold, then warm
drips on the floor.
