Killing me softly

Poetry by hawk256, Apr 29, 2025.

  1. hawk256

    hawk256 Well-Known Member

    The winter is
    Killing me softly
    I still go out during
    The winter
    For a walk
    Around the block
    I am also
    Dressed warmly
    And I still feel the cold
    It is -19
    Every day the temperature changes
    I also can get sick with a flu
    Now I finally returned back home
    From my walk
    I went back to my living room
    Now I turn my computer on
    And I had started to do
    Some work for my
    Father
    Writing some poems for my father
    Yes all my poems are different
    They also have
    Different feelings