A chill laced the air.
I felt a drop on my face, then another.
Rain began to delicately dance around me.
I began back on my path.
Rain continued to fall.
Something felt different.
I stopped again and held out my hand,
and watched as Winter's first sign drifted magically down.
Snow.
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December: A Collection of Poetry
PoetryA collection of poems from my diary for when you're feeling down. Author @GirlAmongstTheStars first collection of poetry. December offers a darker outlook on life. Note- Please do not copy my work. Cover art by me. UPDATE FROM AUTHOR- 'Life: A Coll...
