The winter is again.

Once more…

 I’m trying to endure

It’s flakes and cold.

The hell is not completed with the flame.

That place is filled with the frost and flu.

I hope each year not to reach the snow.

But life has rules

Of births and deaths.

And one more time

I have not more and less

Than taste

On lips

Of breathing

Of the blue.

Submitted: December 06, 2019

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tom mcmullen

A very poetic poem Gear, good one!

Fri, December 6th, 2019 8:37am

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