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Winter awaits her love
Cold, gray skies
trees leafless, not ready to die
gentle breeze rustles limbs
reminding us of summer's whims.
Nothing has ended
snow has only blended
the gray hues together
to form a beautiful nature sweater
to adorn the world in it's mourning
only waiting for spring's lovely morning
to awaken what was asleep
and to finally grant us peace to keep.
trees leafless, not ready to die
gentle breeze rustles limbs
reminding us of summer's whims.
Nothing has ended
snow has only blended
the gray hues together
to form a beautiful nature sweater
to adorn the world in it's mourning
only waiting for spring's lovely morning
to awaken what was asleep
and to finally grant us peace to keep.
Published 22nd Dec 2023
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