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It's A cold winter day with blues
It's snowing -the icycles permeate in place
Sitting by the window pane in my space
Storming flakes surround me! By the heat,
I keep warm
I sit! I ponder I think the thorn outside
It is quite contraire . The truth I seize and wonder.The rose bush dying in the winter- so cold, so chilled
The beauteous trees too - Why oh why can''t the blues?
I too still oppose calamity in my precious day
And the blue morning , blue day , shades of blue and hue
I seek those heavenly skies still too of blue
I am oblivious and chilled out in the wit of the storm
But yet the rose if blossomed could keep me warm
Yes indeed they bloom in the spring
And I'd take my rosebush under my wing
So when spring is in the air in the future months of glee
Petals then surrounding my halo in me
I' ll no longer hybernate - or be blue of day
I reckon when and if the birds sings - they chirp
But in reality now I live walking in winter storms 
Dwelling departs me when I see the twig
With the thorn thaf often pricks sticking out that big
Blue skies beauteous -they darken in the mind
Snow flakes all so different truei. Shape
I still oppose calamity mystified in my eyes
Thy fall sparkling ! Catch a glimpse! Too it dies.

Originally copyright.  Best Poets of 2021....

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