Sad Seasons
In the fall,
when the color of the world
fled the cold,
she became threadbare to him
like worn, faded jeans
that had been patched up
too many times –
Discarded.
Like the autumn leaves,
the pieces of her dying love
grew brittle brown and fell away,
leaving her weakened wishes naked
before the unforgiving winter.
As the sharp and stinging November winds
foretold December’s icy rains,
her doubts gave way to despair.
As the frozen soil slumbered
beneath the snows,
her pain numbed her trust in happiness.
* as you can see, I used google docs to make this blog. I thought it was really cool that you could creat a document online and have it post directly to your blog, without having to log on to your blog. It does it automatically. The google docs feature is pretty neat but there is one thing that it does not have that good ol' Microsoft Word does: A wider variety of fonts. I'm sure there are a few or many other features, but that specific one was the one that stuck out to me (I wanted to put the title of my poem in a cursive font and that isn't available with google docs).
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