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The avalanche of winter
Like a snowball to the sun
Earths frozen endeavour
Adorns the sky with flu
We host a chilly reception
Wearing icicle gowns
Made fresh from wet clothing
They melt our bespoke snowflake hearts.
We'll shiver until morning
Our bodies encased by ice
And hibernate our feelings
With the thought of warm weather.

If ever you should catch a star
Be sure to throw it back
The night needs the light!













By waeland

© 2008 waeland (All rights reserved)

 

Avalanche – Blizzard - Chilly – Clothing – Chortle – Frozen -
Hibernate – Hail – Icicle - Igloo - Mitten – Shiver – Snowball –
Snowflake – Weather






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