Winter Thoughts
I see a blue moon arising
I hear the wolves a howling
I taste the cold on my lips
I feel the frost on my finger tips
Walking through the snow
The trees are covered in white
Not a soul nor sound
Can be heard throughout the night
The trails in the woods
The snows on the trees
The freshness of your breath
Can be seen with the breeze
At the end of the trail
The peace and the beauty
The reflecting on winter
Comes with thoughts of
Simply doing your duty
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