Hey this is a poem of mine. I write once in a while and am always trying to improve. So if people want to write down some ways I can improve on my writting and let me know they get it I would appreciate it. If you don't understand any parts or how they connect LET ME KNOW. I want to write for other people so if they can't understand what I've written that kind og defeates what I'm going for.

A Moments Pain a Moments Joy

We thought we thought and so we thought we were.
What were we?
Just animals that hid from the winds.
Though, that makes sense since the cold can kill.
Will we regret it when we remember that the heat can also?
Burn or freeze
Two choices one result.
When the wind whips across the fields
look to those trees at its border.
They are shielded by the same snow that buffets them.
They do not comfort themselves in that moment.
Of course they can't,
But there is many a tree older than men.

I THINK YOUR TRULY TALENTED.

ONLY THING I SEE IS A TYPO OTHER THAN THAT PRETTY DAMNED GREAT!!!