Goosebumps
upon goosebumps
jack frost storms
through, his frozen touch,
His icy glare, these bumps
Alone proof he is there.
Karen Hayward ©2016
Goosebumps
upon goosebumps
jack frost storms
through, his frozen touch,
His icy glare, these bumps
Alone proof he is there.
Karen Hayward ©2016
I miss winter, but this poem brought it to me. Thanks.
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