In Light of Day

Cold Earth

Mystical Art and Stories Hob Hill

The cold earth drains her, she feels it and repels it,

The warmth has gone and the cold has descended,

The bitter hearts and souls has spread,

Driven by gold and greed,

She tries to heal, she tries to revive,

But to no avail, we may not survive.

© 2020 L Jeffrey – Hob Hill

You Might Also Like