When each breath is cold and bleak, that each exhale strikes on chin and cheek. Curl tighter to retain the heat denied from the day's sun we seek. Gazing through a cloudy haze week after week, as the crisp chill of wind reaches deep and our will is pushed to its peak. Yet in weakening power, we must rescind it's effects as not to entertain the defeat that looms and towers. Through its uncertainty we must eek forward and never cower. Nor let our thoughts sour as it grows colder from daybreak and every passing hour. When it feels unbearable to shake or take anymore that it pounds and shower, hold on until hope is ignited in the beauty of winter's flower. Winter's Flower- A.C. Jones #Wintersflower #acjones #author #poet #poetryandpushups #warriors #Stuffisay #depression #darkdays #hope #inspirational #Poetry my #photography #writing #ramblings and #things #actor #stunts https://www.instagram.com/p/Bso-LCnlTU5/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=12k8hivtba9ld
