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The Days Have Been Cold

Posted: 23 Sep 2016, 12:18
by feveredpoet
It seems to never go, the cold I find
Almost every morning, and still in evening,
Like some unwelcome guest,
To tell myself that it's not that bad,
That I don't mind the drafts and cold feet,
But the chills, and numbness, give a constant reminder
Of the annoyance of uneasy rest, all
While kindly suffering their presence,

Thinking, "If only it would be brief,
Before they part, and give me some solace."


(author's note: Wrote this this year during a cold spell, and after reading Dracula.)

-- 23 Sep 2016, 14:26 --

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It seems to never go, the cold I find
Almost every morning, and still in evening,
Like some unwelcome guest,
Telling myself it's not that bad,
That I don't mind the drafts and cold feet,
But the chills, and numbness, give a constant reminder,
Of the annoyance of such an uneasy rest,
All while kindly suffering their presence,

Thinking, "If only it would be brief,
Before they part, and give me some solace."

-- 23 Sep 2016, 16:22 --

this poem is pretty shabby :D

-- 23 Sep 2016, 16:22 --

forgive the shabbiness :p

-- 23 Sep 2016, 16:23 --

I will try to write better for you guys :)

-- 23 Sep 2016, 16:24 --

i wish i could delete it :p