You can sense dread in the trees as winter approaches.
With it’s freezing temperatures, and robbing of the sunlight.
With it’s chilling winds, and blinding storms.
And yet when I look to winter all I see is the beautiful new fallen snow, and the
crystals hanging off the sleeping trees.
When I think of winter I see new beginnings, and life put on hold so we can enjoy what
we can of this Angelic season
I long for the passion that is winter.
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