Wednesday, December 17, 2014

cruelty in the Winter season Poem

 

November is a cruelly cold month
and sundays have lost their charm.
So I drive real slow to get home-
postponing inevitable
coldness that freezes my insides
shut tight against the world
without you here
I’m all frowns and lip-service
and thinking of weeks ahead I curse time
and life - cause a handsome pair of
brown eyes lives in the month of
May.
Evelin Cardenas



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1 comment:

  1. perfectly jingly season is here,
    enjoy, smile, and pass cheer....

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