Blue sky painted the world above,
As butterflies craved for the Summer Song.
The house blew a cold wind in a shudder,
And blue bells frothed with November frost.
A heart that once lay asleep,
Woke to the bells of winter.
A heart that was once putrid,
Embraced the cold winter wind.
Post for 3WW #326.
It has such a long time since I posted a literary post.
Hope you guys liked it!