Winter Blue
Early Days,
Early Nights,
Winter has come again,
The trees cast shadows of the glistening snow,
Icicles hang from the rooftops, dangling,
The Bitter of the cold,
Requires us to be tidy and warm,
Although its not everybody's favorite season,
To me winter is a blessing.
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