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Winter


Trees sprinkled with snow


Fires being built


But it seems cuddling works just the same


Flowers fade into the white of winter


Spring animals seem the disappear


Chirping little birds are silent


As they fly south


People who where rushing the streets


Seems to fade as those flowers


Mountains seem to be the place to be


Where snow covered tips make great backdrops


More and more people lock themselves inside


Where the cold is not


Little kids start snow ball fights


There little hands freezing


But there is nothing, it seems


Hot chocolate can’t fix


The smell of dinner fills the house


As does the warmth of the stove


Winter is not making things fade


Or leave


It is making things new and fresh


So when spring comes again


The beauty of newly grown flowers


The little birds first song


The animals who come out to play


Seem like a world of new

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