Winter Haiku
The cold window pane
Gripped by frost the clings to glass
A warm breath to fog
The wet woolen mitts
Soaked by throw that has been thrown
A warm hand now damp
The fresh winters snow
Caught by a cold wind drifts north
The cold world is here
Title: Winter Haiku
Style of poem: Haiku
Inspiration: Winter
I like how you have three diffrent poems but they fit together to make 1.
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