Winzer Poems - Poems about Winzer

...A taste of snow in the air Wind and cold against my face Raindrops splattering my hair Storm clouds having a race Wind and cold against my face Frost crunching beneath my feet Storm clouds ha......

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...Words Written, typed, inked, filling The space inside my head, where perhaps there should be something Other than fantasies that I’m so eager to share with the world After all, it has so little o......

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...Big hairy brute I saw once before Good or bad, we don’t know Fiend or friend, hard to tell Often living in woodland places Or in the mountains. Truthfully, what would happen if he came out? ......

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