Icy doilies
Murmuring
Dropping illusions
Of pledges and confirmations
A bitter day
Visions of amore
The avenues we choose
Decide our fate
Bobbing, pirroetting, snow
Composing a concord
Of abashment and bedlam
Tipping to and fro
Advising mice and squirrels
Not to venture outside
Lest they be swallowed
By a blustering freeze
Sputter and cough
Wheeze and wallow
Litter the earth
With frosty white tears
Feb 13, 2018
Feb 13, 2018 at 4:40 AM UTC
Icy doilies
Murmuring
Dropping illusions
Of pledges and confirmations
A bitter day
Visions of amore
The avenues we choose
Decide our fate
Bobbing, pirroetting, snow
Composing a concord
Of abashment and bedlam
Tipping to and fro
Advising mice and squirrels
Not to venture outside
Lest they be swallowed
By a blustering freeze
Sputter and cough
Wheeze and wallow
Litter the earth
With frosty white tears
I wrote this in seventh grade. I think I just liked showing off my impressive vocabulary.
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