Icy wind of night be gone, this is not your domain,





Monday, March 28, 2011

Dreams of a Cold Cold Wind.

Aubrey Found this poem in my diary, i hope you like it too;

Dreams of a Cold Cold Wind. 27th.02.2011

Dreams of a Cold Cold Wind,
Midnight Air,
How Sleepy The sound,
The Thistles Rattle a the Figure,
Is Scrambles,
Through the Feilds in Day Green
The Sound of Leaves,
No footsteps are made,
No voices ever Heard,
Woken owl hoots to the howl,
Rise and to Drop,
For not ever Does it ever last,
how sad no soul is to see,
Whistles Calling through trees,
Find Yourself,
Find Yourself,
Tightly Wrapped, Warm,
not moving not scared but shaken,
By the moment Missed,
How sad no soul is to see...

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