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Wednesday, February 11, 2015

In the Heart of Winter


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Linking with Imaginary Gardens for "The Tuesday Platform".
Hi beautiful Toads! ~ :)


Winter bites with its teeth or lashes with its tail. ~Montenegrin Proverb

Winter has a voice that is raspy

 like an old woman who has always smoked.

She sneers as you walk by
 and bad talks fall holding spring
by the throat.

  You see she is a bit of a bitch
 and has no desire to change a thing

 so keep your distance if you can
 or her cold heart will have its sting. 

But if you dare see her beauty
and venture closer to her deepest parts.

Beware, you may slip on the walkway
and break more than just your heart.

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