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Winter Magic
Something wondrously magical happens when winter appears
My thoughts find joy when they turn to holidays and cheers
I find myself running to catch snowflakes on the tip of my tongue
And doing other enchanting things I enjoyed when I was young
I welcome the sunshine on wintry days because it keeps me warm
Unlike the heat of it in summertime, which has become the norm
Often, I've dreamed of being in a scene painted by Currier and Ives
Riding with loved ones in a horse drawn sleigh on leisurely drives
Although winter's frosty breath is chilly, and leaves my lips cold
The abundance of bewitching beauty is quite mesmeric to behold
When the winter world around me becomes a frozen moonlit stage
I'm inspired to write seasonal poetry about its magic, page after page
Copyright ©
Lin Lane
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