Quintan English Muffins

This winter frost tightens my insides, A bitter wind tosses my neck. The toss and tangle of the tides, We walk within the speck, Always telling people to "wait a sec." The window is cracked a few inches open: I am letting my God receive me. Do not misunderstand the words that I've spoken. Simply see what you can see. You be you, and I'll be me. *English Quintan contest...winner gets year's worth of english muffins 12/12/11