Standing in the cold looking at
the snow
flakes lying on the ground, I can
feel
the winter breeze run through my
bones
like a cold shiver when I step into
water.


When I step outside into
the cold,
freezing wind I realized that Jack
Frost
is here for awhile and he's pissed.
When look at the frozen world
staring
me in the face, it seems that
the whole world is frozen still.


I look closely and see a thin icy sheet
of rock hard ice
surrounding the world and the
creatures in it.
Walking across a blanket of snow and ice
Going
miles as for as the eye can see.


The winter breeze is cold and rough,
and has a meaning in life; things are not
always
a day at the beach,
we always have to expect the worst.

By Rob "Riddler" Harsh

from Concrete Thoughts 2