She Was Like the Winter

January 8, 2013
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Passed by so very often
Stripped down to the bare
A kind of hollow beauty
But no one seemed to care.

Dainty as the falling snow
Brittle as thin ice
She possesed a simple grace
that no one thought of twice.

Her icy outer character
to some was strange but warm
A struggling rosebush to a few
To the rest a thorn.

The season passes quietly
With life ready to start a new
It leaves without being noticed,
And like the winter, she did too.

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