Dead In The Wintertime Poem by Dorsey Baker
Dead In The Wintertime
Baby the frozen street
its so cold
it burns
the sole of my feet
Dead in the winter time
Dead in the winter time
big tall trees
swing and sway
but their leaves
have fallen upon the ground
the wind is howling
it makes such an
awful sound
Dead in the winter time
Dead in the winter time
Baby you belong to another
but still
I call you mine
Tuesday, November 12, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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