"Winter a sweet Liar"........a poem on winter.. "Winter a sweet Liar"........a poem on winter..

Regret will slip into color: Regret will slip into color:

Cold, bitter, unpredictable. Snowflakes stuck to eyelashes, Cold, bitter, unpredictable. Snowflakes stuck to eyelashes,

Where blood once thrived with peace and calm, Where blood once thrived with peace and calm,

On a cold winter day.....................................................   On a cold winter day.....................................................  

And sang a delightful song to hear the echo of me. And sang a delightful song to hear the echo of me.