Winter In the Park

The frosted breath of winter bears the smell of snow

It scatters life’s discard across the withered grass

Darkness devours the light from a fading sun’s glow

Frozen despair drops from black skies like jagged glass

Night steals the warmth from the dying sun’s reflection

Leafless trees hinder not the tormenting winds bite

His coat collar pulled tight offers no protection

Against the violent stab of one more frozen night

The cold crawls into his brain and numbs his senses

But in the quietness no one can hear his plea

As the soft white blanket softens his defenses,

He embraces the blessings of death…He is free

Incoherant Ramblings

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