Writing poetry has helped me learn to express my emotions, rather than bottle them up. Every post on this blog is my own original work.
Thank you for reading,
S.B. Robertson
Saturday, February 15, 2014
Snow
Glistening brightly,
White and pure.
Wind whispers softly,
Nature's beauty the perfect lure.
Untouched by man or beast,
The surface left unmarred.
What's hidden underneath,
With heat the image will be unbarred.
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