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and the winter marches on
winter's falling very hard
seems snow and ice won't stop today
the people cozy in their homes
connect their world TVs and phones
and the heat goes on, the heat goes off
the wind keeps blowing cold on us
it's a frozen world
Christmas cheers , bundles of clothes
light's warm up the city cold
cars rush on their way from work
anticipating evening's joy
the snowflakes melt upon my face
my footsteps carve themselves with grace
the cold is on the human race
and the winter marches on
yes
the cold winter marches on...
and the bare trees
rustle their branches
the pale moon glowing afar
daytime's cold sun
white on the rooftops
the cold winter marches on
Dear F.J.,
Hey there! I like your poetry, I never really cared for winter very much living in Michigan, but this poem paints a pretty aspect that we don't often get to sit and experience :).
Love ya,
Janet