The SNOW
Clouds are gathering in the northern sky
Wind is steadily gaining speed
The humidity is on the rise
Temperature is slowly falling
Here comes
The SNOW...
The SNOW
Clouds are gathering in the northern sky
Wind is steadily gaining speed
The humidity is on the rise
Temperature is slowly falling
Here comes
The SNOW...
Teardrops commented on The SNOW
02-15-2010
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02-15-2010
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02-15-2010
02-15-2010
Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
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