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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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