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A brisk breeze chills me
As goose bumps rise and the
Hairs on my neck
Stand at attention –
Saluting the gray, grim sky.

My feet crackle the lifeless leaves,
Buried under soft snow,
Concealing the dead
In cold memoriam.

The flakes fall, slowly
At first –
then
picking
up
speed.
One by one, then thousand by
Thousand.

Outnumbered, I walk –
Snowy solitude in wanton winter.
©2005-2009 ~DiGiMonkey29
:icondigimonkey29:

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My favorite piece that I wrote for creative writing. This one was supposed to be season based. I opted to write about winter

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