As a winter child I love December snowflakes,
cozy scarfs and mittens and snowy lovely scenes;
the smell of grandma cooking her Christmas fruitcakes,
oh, I love the fragile snow covering all the greens.
November 10, 2021
Copyright Protected, ID 11-1405-681-10
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France
Written for the Standard contest, November or December Quatrain
sponsor, Caren Krutsinger, Judged 01/09/2022
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2021
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