Love Poem: Dead Winter
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Written by: Court Thompson

Dead Winter

Watching as the snow covers her stone, A tear forms from my heart's deep unknown. Slowly, it fades off my pale, and frail face, Only to be replaced by death's cold, and frozen embrace. I fall to my knee's, Silently begging "Please!" The ice in my soul is beginning to grow, But i still feel her love, from six feet below. All that's left now, is one snow laden rose.