Day 3

How much longer can it be, when we've already reached day three?

3rd of December, 2016

People claim that winters are cold.

Cold and beautiful, so I've been told.

Yet, all that I see is rain and mud,

Just a heartbeat away from a giant flood.

I looked forward to snow, to the cold winter art,

Because when it is cold, I cannot feel the ice in my heart.

"Winter Heart"

Reviews

[Bear]

Sorry for taking so long to to this chapter my 86 year old father fell and broke his hip so I don't have much free time these days but I hope to be caught up on my read request by Christmas.

Nice, you set up the ending very well with the gloom of wintry description, well done Clap! Clap! Clap!Clap!

Location is everything, here in Kansas where there are large hay and wheat fields it is not much to look at and the livestock pastures are the mud and slush you wrote about. Now Arkansas where they have hills and ravines with trees everywhere snow turns the view into a work of art.

[Omikron]

I'm thrilled that you take your time to read any of my requests at all, and I'm sorry to hear about your father, I hope that he recovers soon!

Arkansas sounds wonderful :) Thanks for sharing! Always a pleasure to read your comments and reviews, Bear.

// O