January
- Lauren Radicchi
- Jan 29, 2018
- 1 min read
Cold icy weather nips at my nose
Like Jack Frost leaving little Eskimo kisses
My fingers, toes, nose
All numb from the cold
My breath looks like smoke
Strange considering that no fire
Could survive this cold
The snow looks beautiful
A dusting of white over all
But the moment it touches you
The icy cold leaves you shivering
The snow can either be a child’s paradise
Or someone’s freezing point
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