Winter Waters
Winter waters flow
untainted and clear,
a glimpse into clarity
with nothing far away, all near.
Opened streams flood the plains
chilled by winter cold and rain.
Step lively through the forest and the trees
catch the scent of wood fires on each breeze,
leaf crunch and piles high and deep
where snows lay on the grounds asleep,
a calling whispered on the open air
coming home for Christmas, in memory, I'm there.
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