Snow Hornets
The night is cold
Snow is pure
Flakes are individuals
No two alike
Why do you haunt me?
I live alone
Inside
There’s nothing
But bitter cold
Hornets fester
In my heart
Ready to protect
My deadly guest
One sting will kill
The love you feel
So leave my nest
Hidden in a barn
Where no one treads
Not even mice
Copyright © Stephen Kilmer | Year Posted 2013
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