December
The first of December
the weather was dreary
the clouds hung lifeless
a muted grey filled the sky
snowflakes dropped slowly
in a straight free fall
stillness in the breeze
coldness gripped the air
pinched the nostrils
numbed the cheeks
winter had truly arrived
thoughts of summer
lay heavily on the mind.
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