Cold

Cold

Snowflakes swirling in the sky.

Snowflakes striking me in The eye.

The winter winds,

 Chilly embrace,

Tearing the skin,

 From my face.

Students bent,

 to avoid the cold,

Hurrying to class,

Before it takes a hold.
Single file,

Our footsteps fall.

Slowing our pace to a crawl.

Welcome, my friends

To the cold.

Welcome, my friends,

Don’t let it take hold.