Frost imprisons the grass
Crows caw raucously, seeking shelter from the storm
The bitter taste of cold on the end of my tongue
Nose frigid, useless as a brick
And me
Thawing my toes by a crackling fire
Frost imprisons the grass
Crows caw raucously, seeking shelter from the storm
The bitter taste of cold on the end of my tongue
Nose frigid, useless as a brick
And me
Thawing my toes by a crackling fire