Wind from the East

Glass tears fall from my frozen eyes

As the ice winds scratch my cruel face

The ballroom floor is almost deserted

Which is a pity as the band is playing my favourite tune

Dazzle   Dazzle    Dazzle   Dazzle

 

Brutal March

The freezing sands have covered the early flowers

There are no glimpses of the exotic to be seen

Even the softening trees feel cheated by the ice winds

 

 

 

2018