Below is the poem entitled Cold which was written by poet
Echo. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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I was sitting in my backyard tonight
watching the sun set.
The moon was out and there was one star,
one bright star sitting above the western horizon.
As the sun began to set
it got colder,
but it was a good kind of cold.
Not the kind of coldness
that reaches into my bones
and leaves me shivering.
It just settles on my skin
and slowly burns away.