Gentle Wind

Different

Wind Blows Upon the Winter  Air Chilling the Very Bones Of ones  being.

Am i the Wind That blows ?

Am i the chilling in your Bones?

Or am I the Winter Cold As DEATHS Grasp?

Reviews

[Ahmad Cox]

I really enjoyed this poem. There is a lot of yourself in this one.

[Tasha]

Wow, this was different but i loved it. Wonderful write.

[Ariel Avalos]

That's amazing, hun :)

[Chris]

Aww thank you baby :)

[Ariel Avalos]

you are welcome