Even As Wind, Horrid Whistling
Even as wind, horrid whistling
Met with, leaves us then
Shivering for, hours later
As affrighted men
So does a torment, traced from down
Some hall, historical
Produce numbness. Only Time-blown.
If out of recall.
Copyright © James Watkin | Year Posted 2022
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