Winter - Traditional Cinquain
So cold
The kiss of death
That downs the autumn leaves
To burn in crimson flames beneath
Her ice
~~~
FIRST PLACE: In Brian Strand's contest - High Fives
Copyright © Elaine George | Year Posted 2007
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