If Winter Comes, by Frank William Finney
(translated from the Human)
Nothing will stand
or sit
or walk
or crawl.
No creature
will sing
or chirp
or growl.
No loved one
will whisper
or scream
or weep
and nothing
worth
living
will live.
Read Poetry: IF WINTER COMES, by Frank William Finney
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