The breeze makes me shiver
as it rushes its frostbitten breath against my skin.
The wet blades of grass sway
as the wind brushes its hands through the vegetation.
The trees are leafless,
standing tall like the Slender Man's fingers reaching for the sky’s soul.
The dark, depressing, mysterious clouds
promise tears to be shed from above.
Below the pillows of black foam,
a brightening sun-kissed sky
gives hope for light and new life.
Birds are calling out to one another in symphony,
all together being beautifully harmonic.
disrupt the beautiful songs of the Earth.