I feel it in the air as the temperature drops,
the coolness and the dew that kills the crops.
The breeze it chills deep down to the bone,
no snowflakes for eyes yet to be shown.
The light of the day was turned out to be night,
frozen stars shine across the skies site.
The moon created shadows with the breeze play,
memories keep me chilled, keep me frozen, make me stay.
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Author:
Maplespal (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I am in my 50's, I've seen this sky many times all over the world as a teenager and soldier. Memories.
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