The Cold…


Ugh How I despise this weather. Where’s the warmth? Where is the sun? why is it all I see ifs a world drained of life and all that remains is a think air and a bitter bite of winter? 


The cold freezes all life, and stops inspiration in it’s tracks, yet, even in it’s coldest of days, beauty can be found. The frozen drops on twigs, the different snowflakes, or the covered forests and rivers. All are still beauty in the world, the cold untouched them. 


~ by Joseph Jackson on 11/10/2008.

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