Unintelligible Susurration


Winter Morning - Poem by Unintelligible Susurration

A cool, winter morning
decided to be kind.
It gave us a piece of its mind
while we were bitterly mourning.

It's breath was icy
but not enough to freeze.
It was more like a breeze
and somewhat fiesty.

We were coping with the weather
as chilly as it was
even if it does
make us feel better altogether.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 24, 2013


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