
Barren, dried out fields
Crisp, cold air
Sharp against heated skin
Wind is blowing hair
Loosened strands whip harshly
Against wind-burnt cheeks
Thin, and skinny, welts of red
Rise up, and timidly peek
Though my face is stinging
My eyes are open wide
Taking in, before me
A cerulean blue soaked sky
Breathless, I stare in wonder
In awe of Winter, so pure
Lost within a breeze of ice
Unable to resist its allure
©️Unapologetically Me

I love this!
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Thanks so much!!!
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You are welcome!
BTW, I have a question.
Is this Nikki?
I know I was following you and then un-followed but I did not meant to and then I forgot about your blog as I have not been writing much lately..
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If you were following Life Happens, then yes. It’s me. New start 😌
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🙂
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