In the winter days darkness comes long before night.
It can seem the sun shines only in the distance
while the cold grabs on tight as a tick.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
In the winter days darkness comes long before night.
It can seem the sun shines only in the distance
while the cold grabs on tight as a tick.
oooh I love the last words…”tight as a tic”
well done.