What do you think of my poem? Had to post again--bots got me.?

I remember reading a poem in class years ago. I can’t remember the whole things but there are a few details that stick out to me: - in the poem the main character wears a certai...

And if you try to shake hands out of passion, they pull out their hands out of their warm pockets with reluctance. Because it’s It is bitterly cold. Because it's bitterly cold....