Winter (TheGracefulQueen) (7)

Winter


Winter blows,

Her chilly breath.

Fire blows,

Smoke in wreaths.


Eerily hushed,

Deserted roads.

Squirrels rush,

Carrying loads.


Gather acorns,

Stop gnawing!

Winter's born,

Snow's falling!

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