A Winters Cloud by Shannon Ní Bhriain

Jan 2020

I open my door - to the brisk December air,
Each breath as Fresh as the mornings First -
Through my Frosted airways -
A Winter Cloud exhaled.

#winter #cloud #frost #december #january #cold #morning #frosted #ice

Written by

Shannon Ní Bhriain 24/F/Ireland

(24/F/Ireland)

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