Coming From the Cold
COMING FROM THE COLD
You’d come from hibernation in the cold
With frosted cold memories frail and old
To melt your frigid cold heart
In cold room I’d fire my hearth
Embrace you with warmth, your cold hands I’d hold.
January 6, 2018
Syllable count : 10/10/7/7/10
Checked on howmanysyllables.com
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2019
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