Written January 19.2025
for Jasmine or Flakes Poetry Contest
by Ink Empress
To cold winter months, I don't look forward I know snowflakes have their own charm A gentle snow can turn Autumn's orchard into fairyland, like a cherished yarn. And, the hush left by a new-falling snow Gracefully, as though time has come undone As we gaze at Winter's new painting show, we recall winter fun when we were young Earth seems to pause to admire its new look we sit by fire singing some old songs Friends and snow go together like a book I still think warm's best, but I could be wrong!
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