Winter

Wind swirls around you like you just stood in a freezing cold fridge.
The sun cries because the clouds hide his sunny smile.
Water drips from the drain pipe then it tickles down the window.
Naked trees throw their branches off menacingly.

Rosie.


The rain drops fall like shells falling in war.
The clouds are big and grey like ghosts.
Thunder is as loud as a radio on high.

Dylan.