Its cold outside
Its cold outside but the stars that fill the sky don't seem to mind for they are as beautiful as ever, bestowing their shine upon a world starved for the clarity of their light The autumn leaves that yesterday were so bright today, brown and brittle, casualties of time, fly about in the coolness of the night pushed by a North wind that blows hard..., their rufled sounds combining with the romantic rushing of ocean waves which have come from very far to kiss the shore and perhaps murmur to its... Sign in to see full entry.