In which we ponder many things...
death, suffering,
Of colors
we
rarely
heed,
and days
on which
the
icy
air
reminds us
that we
still
breathe.
Challenge
Winter
Winter is inching closer and closer, though it may not officially be winter the weather would make you think it is.
Write a micro-poem of what winter is to you. It does not have to be a literal meaning, it could be of memories or feelings you associate with winter or how you depict the season.
15-20 words
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