He comes from the North.
Cold and icey just like death
Yet his cold embrace
Brings ruin, death, destruction
After comes new life and birth
I have always written, but in September 2015 I joined a Creative Writing Class. This blog is a collection of pieces, some long, some short and some poetry. I hope you enjoy.
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I hope you enjoyed this piece, I look forward to reading your thoughts (but please be nice).
Thank you
Caroline