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Winter Morning
April 2, 2015
I breathe in deeply,
Inhaling the stinging, cold breeze.
My nose burns,
And whatever skin was left exposed numbs,
Through layers of heavy jackets.
I fight for a single breath
From beneath
The thick cocoons.
No longer can I relax and read
Under the maple now barren.
At my touch snow melts
I make snow angels
On the un-trodden ground,
Beneath falling frozen flakes
Softly landing in my hair.
Then I know it is truly winter,
Once again.
© Kyle G., Badger, MN
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This is the second poem in the "Morning" series that I did. Also, this isn't my best so please don't be too critical! Just kidding. I love comments on my work.