A/n: This is a short poem I wrote for English. Giving people a tiny something while their waiting for the next chapters of P.R.
The Frozen Land
A long month's journey lies between
A farther distance I have never felt
The long stretches of land and water wilt and crack as never seen
As I wait for the ice to melt
Running as fast as the biting wind blows
Slipping as I reach towards the distance
A break forces the scattered people apart
Many sent into the freezing depths
I have not seen you for many days,
And truly I've missed you in countless ways.
Yet always round the corner of the maze
A picture, never fading, I see in a daze