Without invitation
winter stops by
As always
greeting me with its sweet coldness
Without permission
Winter stays
like old times
decorating the world with ice and snow
Without planning
winter throws parties
serving hot chocolate and turkey
playing snow fight and skiing
Without noticing
I have used to the company of winter
occasionally
even enjoy its little tricks
Without goodbye
winter disappears
leaving a note on the budding branch
"See you soon"
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Author:
myself and me (
Offline) - Published: January 6th, 2020 19:12
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Comments2
All the seasons disappear but we know that the glory of them all will always be with us.
Yes. Thanks for reading.
Good write Myself.
Thanks. O.
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