On a cold Winter's Eve
By yussufhot911
The day is still, and undisturbed, but short, and the night, silent, and I feel alone, with only the stars, the moon and the wind, and it whispers sweet words, though sadly I can't hear, for I am, too far away... It's another cold day, and the winds, almost icy, caress my face, and calms my soul, I feel at peace, free, with not a care in the world, not a thought about all the things, that are wrong in my life, I'm at ease, on a cold winters ever... Written February 11th, 2002 © on Feb 11 2002 11:57 AM PST 0 • 13
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"The day is still,..."