Dublin Core
Title
Silver Mornings
Description
As months fade to winter, the sky is drained of color. The temperature drops and the rain pours. Everything is gray, wet, and sits like cool, bitter tea. This poem captures the feeling of betrayal that sometimes comes with the oncoming winter’s dreary mornings.
Creator
Keane, Jordan
Date
2015-11
Format
doc, 27.5 KB
Type
Poem