Winter
By Eva K
One cold and lonely night,
the rain kissed her cheeks as sadness fell, the wind whipped her hair,
and snowflakes sprawled out around her
a bad-tempered breeze drags her back to a soft, lonely patch of snow.
The snow is as soft as silk and as lonely as the wind.
The bare icy trees sway in the white frozen grass.
The winter moon shines down at a frozen lake, shining lightly.
The ice-sharp sword of winter cuts clean to the bone,
making the wind howl in pain,
all on one winter’s night.