This Winter

This winter ....
 
Is more white like the top of the highest mountain
Is more colder and harsh than ever
The blizzards are cruel and ruthless
The roads are showing the power of snow stormy
My  house my street my city my country is all white
I am freezing till my toes
My house has means of warmth
My street has been abandoned by the authorities
To mend by our own
This winter is horrible
Unbelievable
and 
Unbearable
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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