The Cold Winter
The snow is falling in the barren, snowy land
I see beautiful snowflakes. I touch with my hand
Winter is lonely and cold without heat
My heart is broken, it doesn’t beat
I hear you laugh, I see you smile
Distanced by several hundred miles
You are Barbie, I want to be ken
I don’t want to know how, I want to know when
Your voice is pure, it makes me glad
Nothing you do makes me mad
It’s February and it’s cold as hell
Please be my winter bell
This poem is about:
Me