The colder time of year’s chill nibbles the air,
Cold murmurs all over the place.
Snowflakes float with quiet effortlessness,
Covering earth in delicate hug.
Trees stand uncovered, their branches high,
As mists float delicately through the sky.
Impressions mash in fine snow,
A peaceful world, the breezes that blow.
The day is still, the air so cold,
A colder time of year’s story peacefully told.
The earth rests under winter’s shine.
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